Rowan sighs and runs a hand through their hair, a little frustrated. This woman clearly likes whoever it is that they're running in circles around, which is fine. She can like them. Rowan's still inclined towards disinterest at the best, and the more that she keeps bringing them up the less generous they feel.

But she herself seems nice enough, and there's so few of them here that there's no sake in causing strife or ill will within the group, so they need to keep humouring her for now. Or something like it, at least. "Mum never said nothing about someone else queer in the family what she knew about. They got to be within a couple of years of each other if your Lewis, the one you know, 's your age. Any reason they couldn't reach out later down the line?"