"War does that to people. It's not their fault, the whole situation is never any good." She wished she had known her Mother. Her father had told her she had died when she was young, Ashlea didn't believe that. She knew that if she did meet her mother, chances are it would be just someone else to reject her.
She smiled, she knew what he was saying was true, "I know no one will hurt me while I'm with you. Honestly, its about the only place I've felt safe."
Ashlea shrugs slightly "A lot of it I have picked up from living with the Rogues. However, I feel a lot of it won't really be of any use. Medical is not my area of expertise, even though I have had to patch people up before. Negotiation is something they think I am good at, hence why I was told to come and talk to you." She takes a sip of her drink before continuing "Business, that's a given. Arts, however is rather useless. I spend more time doing that as a hobby. At least, I use to. I know more then what people give me credit for, but in the grand scheme of things, It really isn't much."