"Huh?" Hinamori looked up in surprise. "Oh." She looked down thoughtfully. "Sorry," she said to no one in particular.

She looked back up at Frau. "Isn't there anything we can do to help you? Does talking help—the distraction? O-or... I could put you to sleep again..." Her face was full of sympathy, but underneath it all she was frustrated. She didn't like seeing people hurt, seeing them have to fight. She wanted to leave, turn away, distract herself, forget about this, but she couldn't. Her sense of duty was too strong.

Hinamori got up out of her chair and stood behind it, hands fidgeting over the back of it. "What- what is this thing anyway? If you don't mind me asking."