Seemed fine to her. “I have a few,” ok, two, “who I value. They’ve proven comfortable enough with me to speak freely, and they’re advice is often taken.”
“Being honest is a good thing. And trust? Well, that’s a whole other monster.” Often not held by their kind.
“I haven’t come across much bias in the city. I’ve always made it completely clear that each family and group will not be tolerated. Some bias I’ve come across is due to one not being educated and assuming things. Sometimes all it takes is an evening of sitting down and getting down to what the problem is. Should it continue? Then it depends on the severity of the action. You’ll find that no one is above the law in the city.”
A nod, “Then I should call a meeting of the family. It’s always good to know who is who, and you’ll find her to be pleasant company.” A bit motherly, but, whatever.
“He did! The Four Seasons is one of his better-known pieces. And Winter is a remarkable piece, though I cannot say if any of the seasons are my favorite from him.” They were good, but none really stood out.
“Violin? A beautiful instrument. My mother insisted on the piano, thinking having her daughter play during dinners and charity events was a good thing.” A slight eyeroll. “Never wanted to pick it back up? But I get that it’s not really for everyone.” No judgement in her voice.