She leans in with her most empathetic face for this description, and you could swear her eyes were welling up a little at the plight of the noble thestral. "Fascinating." She murmurs, "Truly. And I'm so...so glad you at least got to meet them after...well." They don't need to go into fictional murders, so she waves it a way with a graceful sweep.

"Oh, it's funny you should mention, though. I did live abroad. Two whole years, when I was quite young. My mother had to work more, times were tight, so she sent me to my grandparents who were living in Greece. Beautiful country, I wish I could've seen more. They were awfully strict, but I snuck out every night to swim and look at the stars. I still send letters to some of my friends, there, but I had to come back to go to school."

This is, at best, an embellished vacation, but the roots are half true. She pauses, hoping it at least is going down a correct trajectory. "...If that helps."