Xanthippe looked over at him gain, quirking a crooked little smile at his teasing.

"Think that's it," she said. "Living versus dead things." The building they were in was kind of a monument to her family's history, and you could've argued it was a living thing because of all the students literally living in it, but... Nah. "I like that you have that."

Then her nose wrinkled up as a bout of self-consciousness hit. "Does that, I mean, is that okay to say? Maybe that's not really for me to say."