... Mother hen, is it? [ She wouldn't say it like that. She's imagining it--herself as a chicken? That is what he's insinuating and he is the chick. The imagery is too out there, something out of a fairytale that her expression only contorts at that. ]
I wouldn't call it that. [ Though it did come to her instinctively to care for others, but it's really to make him stop being so weird.
... Maybe he's always like this? They made some strange promise in the dungeon, so she just has to accept that this may be one of his many facets. ]
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I wouldn't call it that. [ Though it did come to her instinctively to care for others, but it's really to make him stop being so weird.
... Maybe he's always like this? They made some strange promise in the dungeon, so she just has to accept that this may be one of his many facets. ]
Are you really not ill?
[ Is it infectious? ]