[Not quite what she was trying to hint at. She's a little unsure what spelling it out might mean, if Caedra's from a particularly insensitive world on the topic, but she's long past caring about that at this point. Still, she takes a quick sip of cider as a short distraction.]

Well, my parents did choose a name for me. It's less a cultural thing and more the fact that they thought they were naming a young boy.

[She shrugs.]

My name stopped being appropriate at some point, so I took another.