[He listened to the sound, wondering if she remembered how she learned to prepare the tea or if it was yet another skill left over from her human life. When she started trying to clean, he felt embarrassed and removed his shoes.]
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Do you think you had a family?
You feel like a mom.
[Alright, so maybe asking that was just as bad— but, upon realizing he might give the wrong impression, he quickly clarified:] Like, you'd make a good mom, I mean. [To someone else. A kid. Not him. He's hoping that was convincing enough...]
I guess, I don't really... know.
[Maybe he should try and help? The idea comes to him a bit late, after he trails off, but once he thinks of it, he does get up (a bit too quickly), before hurriedly grabbing a pail to fill. He fortunately remembers where it was kept, he's had to use one not too long ago.]
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Do you think you had a family?
You feel like a mom.
[Alright, so maybe asking that was just as bad— but, upon realizing he might give the wrong impression, he quickly clarified:] Like, you'd make a good mom, I mean. [To someone else. A kid. Not him. He's hoping that was convincing enough...]
I guess, I don't really... know.
[Maybe he should try and help? The idea comes to him a bit late, after he trails off, but once he thinks of it, he does get up (a bit too quickly), before hurriedly grabbing a pail to fill. He fortunately remembers where it was kept, he's had to use one not too long ago.]