Maybe someday.

[Someday soon, perhaps. It depends on how quickly her self-confidence can build, to the point where she can confidently say she's family to somebody, with all the soft, unsaid expectations that go alongside it. There's a wistful hope audible in her voice.

Then she shakes it off, with obvious effort.]

So, what else happened at the ball? Before or after the, uh, pact. Without too many sordid details, please.