[He's a bit slower in pushing her hand away from his hair.

She's not actually calling him fragile and precious...

Not to mention, where was she when the villagers were being taxed out until they ran dry? When everything bad happened in the world? Is it really her job just to watch?]

Alright, so watch me and inflict your impulse to touch with someone else. Maybe another divine spirit that's hanging around. I don't want it.

[He hasn't done much to really seem like he DOESN'T, though...]