Both the ability and the opportunity were inherited, ultimately; her sheer talent comes about by nature, as much as she's dedicated time to it, and she'd been born into almost obscene privilege. She and her father would've had very different lives, if not for the safety net of the family fortune-- it's something she never quite forgets, how lucky she was before Prometheus and the storm.

She's stopped wondering what she would've done with herself if not for that now that she could satisfy her curiosity simply by asking Jae or Hasi. She doesn't really want to know.

"It's not a very practical talent," she says, with an odd, skewed little smile, "but I'm not a very practical person." Not really, however much she'd often like to present herself that way. Her tone is confiding and self-skewering; inviting him in on a joke.