[ She'd been staring down into the water, politely averting her eyes entirely too late for it to actually matter, but at that her gaze is pulled back up to his face and her expression is... puzzled. ]

Isn't it?

[ She sounds so sincerely, honestly... not quite baffled, but certainly confused at the very least. ]

Wasn't that part of our agreement? That if I couldn't satisfy you, then...

[ Well. They both remember. ]

And, even if I'm fake Saintess... it's still my duty to respond to everyone's desires. Even yours. Ah, not exactly in that way, obviously, but...