"So you and your father are alike that way?" Ruby inquires. She doesn't think anyone in her family is like her--she knows there were maternal ancestors, certainly, and they seemed to carry the red hair trait, but that's all she knows. None of them ever spoke to her...well, sort of.
(She still doesn't know what to make of that particular happening.)
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(She still doesn't know what to make of that particular happening.)