She scoffs with a little pff, but she's smiling. "Oh, I know Byerly's game. He's harmless to me." She's just wholly unaware that it doesn't seem to work the other way around. "Besides, that's a very different kind of talk. You -- " She hesitates, teetering, searching for the right word. "You remind me of home, a little bit, in a way that Byerly doesn't."