For some reason, this isn't the Rose Rey would have expected. She isn't sure what to expect -- maybe something closer to the snarling, feral creature she first ran into. What few memories of a childhood she does have are many, and none are her own. She tries not to dwell on that for long, but this place has a way of ripping the past right open for many.

"You don't have to be." Rey gives the girl a somewhat sympathetic look, before placing a hand over her head, between those wolflike ears.

It's... cute? Damned if she doesn't have a soft spot for animals. (And maybe children, to an extent.)

"Well, as long as you're here, you can be whoever you want. So be nice or whatever to your heart's content."