...Heh, technically, the given name is, yes... I'm Russo-Swedish, though... And you're American, aren't you...
...Where is it you keep yours? If it's on some desk, I haven't seen it.
(AAAAA HUG NO BAD! Holds out a hand to stop it, glaring m'f'ing daggers.)
...That won't be necessary at all.
Ahaha, perhaps so! That or, well, you could borrow this book from me. Worry not, I marked my place.
(The confused look persists, until...)
...Gene—...? Oh. Erm.
(Now just looks vaguely embarrassed.)
...I was... actually born looking like this, miss...
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019…
(BLINK.)
…
(NARROWS her eyes and starts wordlessly looking for the computer on Tallis' body.)
Heh, oh no, it's fine... My maternal grandfather just had this... heh, this inexplicable fixation with Austria, and he wanted his grandchildren to have Austrian names... I always wanted to see America... What's it like...
...Erm... I— they aren't modifications, actually, I'm... I'm just a mutant, is what...
(Looks back to Grant.) ...No, it's— Goodness, she had no way of knowing, it's quite alright! I've—I've had worse questions asked, really...!
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

-She grins-
Hehee!
-Attempts the rare and highly dangerous Cripple Cuddle Combo-
-She's going for the hug-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?