Rani sees the way her face falls at the phrase proper manners before she even has a chance to say anything. The very thought is a mix of dull and insulting, even if it's not supposed to be.

"I was raised with manners," she tells the woman, biting down on a small smile. "Proper ones--at home, anyway."

Things here are more complicated, she knows--she knows--but it's not like she came here completely ignorant.