...I guess getting a birthday cake in a murder academy after learning your dad's totally dead because of your guardian-teacher-person is pretty unique, yeah.

[ Jesus, Aligula??? She'll hold the cake out to her though, wiggling two forks at her beneath the plate she's got it on. ]

Mmmmm... Sorry about all that, I guess? Like, it's not like it's my fault, but that's a totally sad thing, huh? [ The way she says sad, though, errs closer to pathetic or something like that, rather than... sad. ] And I know you guys get really upset over stuff like that.

[ Which is... said a little quieter, not as flippant. ]