>What time of day is it?
> "I'm sure it won't be an issue. Though now I'm wondering if it's something psychological, given your unfairly low opinion of yourself."
> "You're constantly putting yourself down, and doing you best to make sure no one notices you. It's...possible you may die simply from being forgotten, which seems to be what you want."
> "It is unlikely, I'll admit. But something is doing this."
> "Mrrrr...okay, let's explore other things. How do you do the thing where people can't see you?"
> "Oh."> Look a little downcast.> "Aww."
> "Well, um...to be honest...after we fixed whatever's going on...I was...umm..."
> "No! I was just...hoping you could teach me how to do it."
> Continue looking crestfallen.> "Darn."
> "Wait! Don't go!"
> "I still think you should see my mistress, to figure out exactly what's going on. I don't want to just leave you without getting help."
> Shake head.> "I'd be a pretty sorry attendant if I exhausted myself so early in the day. There is definitely something off."
> Take on a gentler tone.> "Come on. I just want to help you. What have you got to lose?"
> "Are you afraid Yuyuko-sama will hate you? Please don't be, Yuyuko-sama wouldn't do that. Besides, you say you are a satori, but I know you can't read my mind."
> "Could you do so now?"
> "Even when I was hiding up near the ceiling back at the manor, waiting for you to come out of the kitchen?"