"Not...really." Her face grew red fairly fast. She could feel it, and she cursed her fair skin and red highlights in her hair that made her so prone to overheating. Her gaze flicked briefly and guiltily to Ramza. If he hadn't read her file, she might not have mentioned anything at all. But he knew all about it, so the others should probably know what they were dealing with too. At least she could look at the sheets instead of anyone else's face.

"So, quick summary. I met a guy when I was sixteen, he asked my father if he could marry me, I ran away from home. The guy is kind of a lord. I made some friends on the road, we got into trouble more than a few times and word got back to him, so now he probably thinks getting married is doing me and my father a big favor." She shook her head with a self-deprecating smile.

"It's a really, really stupid story."