Often times her and her adoptive father would play what they called the 'guessing game', when her foster mother was out of town, pointing at people and trying to figure out what kind of life they lived, as well as what they were doing there. They enjoyed this game immensely, even if they did get it wrong - it was simply fun to try to guess what people were like.

At first, Radley had balked at the idea, refusing to play until he explained that it was all lighthearted, and demonstrated for her, playing out a fancy tale that seemed like it was pulled out of a fairy tale book.

She stared wide eyed at him, unsure of what to do at that moment.

"What? Your parents never told you tales like that?"

Radley shook her head, frowning. "I... didn't have parents."

"Oh." The man, Eustace, sipped at his coffee somberly. "I'm... sorry."