She nodded as she heard him. "You're very intuitive." She was biased. Of course Ziio saw herself in Connor. How could she not? Mother and son. A mother knew when her son was her son, and briefly she replayed the first reunion between him and her. An awkward crossing of paths that they still weren't really as close as family should have been. And they never would be, either.

But Ziio accepted that, even if a bit begrudgingly.

"You'll have to take a closer look in the future. Provided you get the opportunity to. Ratonhnhakè:ton is a private man and not always convenient to catch an eye of," she admitted with a subtle smile.