"Exactly," Neeshka sniffed, right back, just as if Valeria hadn't been being sarcastic. She knew the girl was, but she was ignoring it to make her own point. "You don't get to judge people for being different until you've lived a life like theirs. You're not better than me just because you grew up with money and didn't ever have to fight for anything."

There was a little bit of quaver to that, as if Neeshka wasn't entirely sure of that, but her expression was still resolute.