I– it's … nothing.

… Oh.

She said she was human.

Hard to believe she can be this small.

It's fine.

See,

....huh?

No, it's not tha...

That's definitely the girl my lady picked up earlier.

When you hurt, it makes you cry, doesn't it?

Oh, your hands are bright red; I'm sure they're cold. It hurts, doesn't it?

I want to cry when that happens to me, too.

See? My cheeks are warm, aren't they?