It had been a learning process to get to know people. To read people. Her siblings were the easiest among the rest of the world. Years of knowing each other, in addition to helping her father raise them, made her intuition for these things stronger than ever. "I'm your big sister, it's my job." She said softly.

His question took her a moment to process. How did she word this right? "Well, mine was a unique case. I must say... it was when mother left. I had to grow up so the rest of you didn't have to. Father was going through enough as it was." At times, it felt as if she was acting more as their mother than a big sister. Always worrying about reputation, being concerned that something could go wrong. Father was never disconnected from them, but Acacia had an instinct to make things better.