"Gideon. And yours?" She tries to guess what house she might be from. Too old for the Fifth, too healthy for the Seventh, not enough of a stick up her ass for the Second, and not enough of a nerd for the Sixth. Forth maybe, even Third. Eighth? Absolutely not. Too normal looking. And of course, no chance of her being from the Ninth, even if she's also a dead cavalier from another age because not a single babe has ever come out of the Ninth house. Gideon doesn't count either, since she's not really a Ninth, not in the ways that mattered in the end.