Boy, this conversation sure has been a wild ride, emotionally. Now he's telling her that he was taken in as a child? "You were lucky that someone was kind enough to take you in. Not that I actually know anything about 'oni'--we don't have them in Fodlan, where I'm from. Is that why you have horns like that?"

Then he offers to let her pet his beetle, and she tenses slightly. But, the little critter isn't really that frightening, is it? His body actually has a rather pretty sheen to it, now that she's taking a better look. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad...?

She extends her hand hesitantly, palm open. "Hey there little fellow. Please don't bite me."