It brought her to a stop, her brows furrowing even more. She'd just sort of paused, the package of biscuits in her hand. "Do you really think that?" She'd said it after he'd said they'd figure it out. "That I don't... do things for myself?" Her voice was low, and she chewed on her lower lip for a second.

"That's... not really... normal."

She looked away from him, because while it made her uncomfortable - god knew it did, that didn't mean he was wrong. "You know? Who doesn't do things for themselves?" Her eyes flicked up to his, and she shook her head once.

"Apparently, now, I guess we have a dog." She tried to put a good spin on it, even though she was still thinking about what he said, and she couldn't figure out quite why it bothered her so much.