Heir of the moon and the stars.

[She singsongs, under her breath.]

It would be helpful. We are...not well liked. And I knew that when we came here, but —

[She pauses, then sighs.]

Usually we leave before such things can become...hurtful. It's tolerable enough when they are only just frustrating. Then we move on, and leave it behind, and it does not matter so much anymore.