“Yeah, they were both in Aquila,” Sadie grinned, “And they were both on the Quidditch team. My mom was the Aquila captain and Rob was her assistant captain. When she graduated, she passed it on to Rob.” She shrugged a little. “I have no way to know if they’re actually pranking each other still, but I’m staying on my toes. Can’t get me that easily!”
Before she could answer the rest of Joey’s question, Sadie needed to translate them. She was stuck at the whole...wheel question. She didn’t know about disabled people to tell if Joey was being offensive, and it certainly wasn’t her business. “I dunno, probably. Mom didn’t say.”
With so much focus on Rob, she almost forgot the original source of her angst. She tried to figure out some of her heritage stuff with Gigi over the summer, but it wasn’t productive. How could she possibly find out where she came from? And why was it that important to her?
Joey didn’t think she was being stupid, though. That helped to hear. It was normal to have questions! “The problem with paper is that I don’t know where to start. Like, I don’t even know what my birth family’s last name is or where they’re from.” They didn’t even know Sadie’s age for sure until she received her Rocky Mountain International acceptance letter. They thought she was eleven, but the arrival of the dreamcatcher confirmed that. Sadie doubted that was normal, though, and kept that detail to herself.
“I don’t know how to start answering questions with no information. I’m not smart like that. I’m… how many dungbombs can you fit in the pool table so they set off when someone plays pool smart. Not…” she gestured at the books and the research around them. “I don’t know how to do this.”