Well, this won't do at all. Manabu frowns a little more as he regards her with more care. She doesn't seem to be perturbed at all! Was it normal for her? Who does that to a little girl? How does that even work? What do they call her when calling her down for dinner?

...If it's not parents, who's they, anyway?

He's not sure he likes where wondering about it is going.

"Well, no, I...I think I'd rather call you what you want," he says, tilting his head. "Isn't there a kind of name you think would be fun to have?"

That, at least, would be good, right?