She shakes her head and shrugs. "No way - I mean I know there's this super old thing where it's like, 'Lycans and Vampires have to hate each other, blah blah blah', but I know a tonne of Lycan kids. There's a couple that skate on my team anyways!"

And by 'a tonne' she means 'a few', but it's not totally dishonest. If there's one thing that comes more naturally to Holly than lying, it's hyperbole.

His elaboration strikes a curious chord in her, and makes her want to ask again if he has any kids of his own, but that instinct is squashed by the generic adult voice in the back of her head; he would've brought them up if he did, or he just doesn't wanna. Good idea not to push it.

"Your household..? Like they had in like, the 1500's or whatever? That's what they used to have back when King Henry and the Tudors and that were around. My sister used to read books set back then, and they always go on and on about 'their households' and 'will my lady mother be given a household worthy of her station'."

Said with her best - yet more comical than accurate - fancy British accent. Not one complimented well by the New York-ness of her own.