...I could turn it around if I really tried~ I was made to distract people and attract the eye, huhuhu. And you're tough competition, with how pretty you are...So it was just smarter to escape instead of trying to compete.

[Literally made, of course. Aster is very much flesh and blood, but he likely still qualifies as a flesh construct of some sort. Who knows how Familiar magic works? Not him, not really, and thinking about it leads to all sorts of identity crises, so--

Better to focus on Mima's eyes lighting up, even just for a moment. That's a relief, that she's clawing her way back from whatever edge she'd been pushed to; Aster can't help but mirror her smile enough to show both little snagglefangs off without quite meaning to, taking his beret off and sweeping into a bow.] It's okay ☆ I'm new to this place too, so we can find out some really cute little cake shop or something together!

...If we were at home, I'd be able to treat you like a real gentleman. Booooo, I hate it here already~ What are you missing from home? [Casually asked as he offers an elbow, like he qualifies as any sort of escort despite being severely nerfed and...Probably her exact height or something.] I miss being able to buy whatever cakes I wanted, and having all of my fancy teas...And my dogs! They should have at least brought my dogs along too ☆