“ oh, dearest child. you are MUCH too kind to me. 
       you behold all the beauty here, truthfully ;  what
       beautiful red hair. “ she tucks a piece behind the
       girl’s ear as she speaks, a smile gracing porcelain
       cheeks. “ i always wished i had red hair. that’s the
       tully coming out in you, yes ?  you look very much
       like your mother, if i’m remembering her correctly. “