Triela sighs wryly as she sets down her tea cup

Really. You're supposed to be my handler, so why am I the one helping you drown your sorrows?

She takes a small bite of cake and daintily sets her fork down

I don't mind cheering you up, and taking care of your personal safety is just part of my job, but you really are a handful sometimes.

There's a long moment of silence between you as you enjoy the classical music she put on

So, what's on your mind this time?