"It's not ideal," she answers, a touch dryly. Her optics are tracking his body language, more than his face. "Maybe they won't be too pleased with me either, when I tell them what I'm thinking. But Tarana and I and the rest are Guardians - we know the custom. The way it's supposed to be done. You're a stranger here, so they'll worry about you first."

She considers for a second. "And they'd be kind of right to. If he decides he wants to know who he was, you're not going to hold the truth from him, are you?"