Quite a lot of where she came from didn't make much sense. As another example, allegedly her species evolved from octopuses a mere 1,000 years after the extinction of humanity, rather than the billions of years it would normally take for that level of advancement. There are a few theories, but most of the Inklings and Octolings don't really care too highly of their origins. They exist and that is that.

Truth be told she was ready to go and fetch one for him, but the idea of leaving the leg with him didn't strike her as particularly appealing. Not yet, at least. Instead she raised up to him a previously white cloth that has been splotched heavily with magenta and black stains. "This is the only one I have on hand." If that was good enough, fine, otherwise she was going to let him fetch a fresh towel that would be his.