I am not the President! Besides, ah, you'd have to pass a test, and it's a whole thing in itself. You did say it, it's a lot of work, right?

(for one moment, he's trying to distract her from what she offered, as if he brushed past it, but -- that's too evil. she's a good kid, and he would like to do better. his wrists and forearms are still awfully sore, so reaching over the table to gently pat her on the head brings out a face from him, just furrowed brows in response, oof, ouch.)

Just don't tire yourself out, alright? There are plenty of other people who could use a Koto-chan. I can't steal you all to myself, it'd be just so unfair! So, even if I disappear, if I dig a deeper hole, take care of yourself and your people first, you can worry about me later, alright? Promise me?