[She knows that look. Miyabi narrows her eyes a little and her wings give an irate flutter. She tries to keep her temper under control, but she knows what's on his mind.]
Yes. I'm a Poncle. [And before he can even say that word, she hastily rolls the flask towards him.] Here. It's still hot, so be careful, but it's fresh.
[Action]
Yes. I'm a Poncle. [And before he can even say that word, she hastily rolls the flask towards him.] Here. It's still hot, so be careful, but it's fresh.