Yeah, inexplicably, Kathy hadn't wanted to bring that up in the middle of a relaxing dinner. She could wreck a mood by herself without bringing Dante's traumatic childhood into it.

"Dante, Defender of the Poor and Indigent," Kathy said, quirking an eyebrow at him. She was a bit surprised to find herself wanting to defend against his accusation of being middle class. Child of non-European first-generation immigrants skewed class a little oddly.