[She's so confused by his sudden sheepishness. She listens to him, watching his expressions with an eyebrow slightly raised. She genuinely doesn't understand why his request is making him like this - maybe he's just bad at asking for favors?

She does glance at his phone when he shows her the pictures, though. Her eyes widen when she sees the twins, her tail coiling around one of her legs. Her expression is otherwise unreadable though, even as he explains the situation with his youngest; she won't let it show how much she can relate to that.

She sighs, dropping her disguise as she considers all of this. She can't help but to think about what she went through with her family, or to compare the way Garrot acts about his children to the way her parents treated her, and suddenly she feels like she might cry - but she doesn't. Instead, she clears her throat, hands balled into fists and nails digging into her palms as she rests her chin on one of them again.] I don't want fame. And I don't need money, whatever you're thinking about paying me, you can give to charity.

But I'll... I'll help them. If I can. I'll try. If I can trust you to get us through this alive, that is. [She gives him a small smile. She knows she may regret this when she's sobered up, but fuck if that didn't tug at her heartstrings.]