Y-yes. Often! That's why I write poetry.

Well, mia Madre tended to get me quite practical, cheap gifts, like pens and socks and . Sometimes I found out she'd got them free from people or places. That's not weird in itself though. I suppose the weirdest thing is a lion skull. A nice lion tamer at the circus let me have it.

Madre. I worry about you.

Oh dear! Oh... I suppose I'd finally get to find out if my hair is going to fall out. What if my eyesight goes completely?

Golly... well it wouldn't make much difference to me, but it would be strange seeing mia Madre so young.

Oh lovely, you have a hobby! I'm very proud. Tell me if they have any nice wooden boxes, pretty ones, perhaps puzzle boxes.

I write poems, and read, and sew.

I'm not irrationally against anything, I have very good reasons for being against everything I'm against. I guess mia Madre has said that it's unreasonable for me to be vegan, but I don't see it that way at all.

Oh g-gosh, I couldn't let him do that... that would be... well, I mean I wouldn't want to be rude, but I don't like the idea of letting a man I don't know buy me a present.
Unless it was my father or something.
Um.
I'd get a necklace, perhaps? With a garnet, I like garnets.

Well, to consider it carefully and give a well thought out reply, I suppose. Um. Don't feel you have to accept right away. That k-kind of thing.

Madre and Papa, always. And Padre. I don't think any of them would abandon me.

I'm not sure who I hate most. I've not really got a lot of hate towards one particular person. If I had to pick I would say @SebastienCarter. The person I love most is mia Madre.

I think having her look like a foul man would be difficult, but I wouldn't stop loving her.
But... but that would mean that if I ran into Mr Cartner, it would look like my mother is trying to preposition me...

One where you learn something.

Um... n-no. I don't suppose that was really part of my education! I might find it interesting, if only I could get over how disgusting it has the potential to be.

Oh, um. Well, to go for the unexpected answer, I have a little cut here on my hand. I had an accident while I was learning to slice tomatoes!

Oh g-gosh, I don't know. Having a picnic perhaps? A-and cuddling together watching a film?

I like it when you talk about things like that. It makes me happy that you are happy.

Oh no, I think I am staying away from the drink now. I got quite tipsy last time I tried.

Your left ear bleeds for a week. Everybody in the room but you becomes fireproof.
Oh dear, couldn't I become fireproof too? I'd like that... and if my damaged ear was bleeding that way I would be quite worried.