Yeah, I'm pretty fortunate. And I can't pretend to know what the Makers are thinking when they pick their novices, it's a pretty dicey honestly.

[He was lucky to not be a foundling, he was someone who was found by Edgin, picked and brought into Castle Courtsheart intentionally, given the choice and chance. It was definitely different from a lot of other people around here.

The curious look isn't lost on him, he can't help but smile back, one eyebrow raised.]

What? Having a maker I like or drinking blood? Or do you mean all of this?