Mystery fell quiet at the snappish question, deciding to wait to answer until Fiona was done speaking. The Academy sounded a little like the Dark Circus, she thought, accept for the fact that only men were supposed to be fools. All sorts of species, male and female, resided in the Dark Circus.
Mystery's ears wilted in sympathy for Fiona, she thought it must have been difficult for her, leaving her brother like that. On top of that, the death of her mother seemed to Mystery like a horrible thing, even if Fiona said it didn't hurt her much. Still, through the whole tale Mystery listened attentively, quietly, not wanting to interrupt or upset Fiona in any way. 'The poor woman,' she thought, looking down at the ground around the fire, drawing little patterns in the wet dirt with her fingertips. When she was asked about Calim she simply shook her head, long hair swaying gently across her bare shoulders. Truthfully, Mystery didn't know much at all of the world outside The Dark Circus.
"I understand why you'd burn them... didn't seem like the Fools gave you a very good time..." she murmured. Then, her ears perking up slightly, she added "Oh, uh... and to answer your question, yeah, I do like being an acrobat. I didn't always... I used to be scared of the tightropes, but now I love it," she seemed a little embarrassed of this, though. She seemed quite startled my Fiona's final words, her mismatched eyes widening before she looked away, an unsure smile on her face.
"I-I... I've not been forced to preform in years, really. No one ever has to force me anymore... I guess I just thought it was easier to do what I was told, then to fight back..." she shrugged, looking down at her own lap. "I don't mind most of the time... it makes people like me, when I preform. It makes them think I'm special... and that isn't a bad thing..."