[A green eye shot open and glared at him from the edge of her hairline and she made a loud 'tch' sound. her teeth ground and her finger hovered over the piece she'd been about to move.]

I have a place, Ren. It's under a bridge, forgotten and out of everyone's hair. Where I belong. [She sounded annoyed.] I'm sure changing who you are is easy for you to do, but I've been this for over a thousand years. Do you think I can just wake up and say 'Oh, I think I'll be sociable today. Get myself some new friends?'

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Why do you care so much? Am I some sort of project to you? Is this part of how you work, hero boy? Make friends, get allies, solve the mystery, save the world? [she growled a little.] Where am I fitting in that little plan of yours?