"...?"
Miriette looked up at him with a worried expression.
What he was going to say?
She started biting the inside of her cheek while her hands trembled, this time not just from the strain but nervousness too.
"I..."
"I-it's okay if you don't reassume your attendant's duties...!"
He took a deep breath like a diver about to submerge themselves into the water – but the dark-haired girl spoke first sounding almost desperate.
"You don't have to – you don't have to call me master, and you don't have to clean up or cook or anything...! Just... Just don't leave me... No, wait – I am doing this again..."
Miriette's chin trembled as she spoke up, swept by the moment and worry.