Kvetch.

while she was looking for something to read, he popped in with the reminder. she hadn't forgotten, intended to do it before heading out. she didn't appreciate the reminder, as if he thought she needed one. she didn't know how much he knew about it, nor did she want to know. he would go on and on about protecting her from getting hurt, so much for doing nothing to interfere. she preferred the idea that when she left, she brought along some delusional freedom, with the hope of it transforming into something real someday.

ノンストップぶうぶう。