Betsy held back a smile as you looked at her. She had just asked you to do a simple task for her, more of a request, the woman hadn't expected you to pretty much jump at the chance of doing something for her. As she thought about it, Betsy noticed more and more instances where you would do the same. It was quite amusing but at the same time she found it quite worrying. With a soft touch of her hand on your arm, she moved so she could be sitting next to you, her head resting on your shoulder. A small snort escaped her mouth as she began to ask, finding the situation to be a bit funny, "So, darling, do you always jump at the chance to do tasks for everyone, or is it just me?" She asks, teasing you at the end of her question.