[ And he lifts his eyebrows at her clear offense, demonstrating with face and cant of his head his complete unconcern for her injured pride. Fond of her though he is, Byerly has very little respect for social sensibilities. A natural side-effect of being born at the top of the heap and living a shit life because of it. ]

Yes, well, it's something quite marvelous about human beings: their lives don't generally conform to what you would rather. Even if you're the grandest of queens. [ And then, relenting a little bit: ] She's a girl. One who was raised in truly unusual circumstances. I expect her lords and masters kept her as ignorant as they could. That doesn't have anything to do with you or your cause.