[Bram the Zubat's still snuggled at Ashley's neck, but her drowsy Munna settles down near Lucius, while the adventurous Litwick starts exploring the tent.]

Your own house? [Her eyebrows raise.] You...had to have been a teenager then... That's so- why? The only time- uh, if this isn't too personal a question? Or too weird of one.

[A swift, forced smile.]

I can be a little, um, nosy sometimes. Disregard anything that's too invasive, okay?