Oh, what a question. Zoya has no intention of giving the complete truth.

Her thoughtful expression doesn't change, although something twists uncomfortably in her gut. She wishes she had a story similar to her friends, a dull tale to offer about another Grisha coming and finding her, sensing her power, and bringing her to the Little Palace to learn and control it.

"No," she answers honestly. What had frightened her was her powerlessness before her power awakened. "It felt right." Zoya looks at her, pressing her lips together momentarily. "Like something inside me had finally woken up."

Like a slumbering dragon. She doesn't offer that as a descriptor, wishing to shift the attention away from her origins without so much as raising an eyebrow.

But it's curiosity that has her mirroring the question back.

"Were you scared when you discovered your power?"