[ Talking about her abilities to others who she knows fall under the same blanket of the 'supernatural' is easy. It's what she, the pack, does at home. Talking to humans who aren't in the know, at all, she doesn't want to do that, not on purpose. As far as she knows, Natasha's a human.

Malia knows she isn't a great liar, and she doubts for a moment if it'll fly. It does, from a kindness or sincere belief. She gives Natasha a puzzled look through a growing smile and furrowed brow -- she's joking, right? Yeah, so the faint smile says.]

Yeah. Exactly. If they didn't want certain people here [ children or those who are close enough to fit the bill ], then they probably shouldn't have had the party where anybody could easily get to. [ Logic. A beat. ] You don't teach too, do you?