"Oh my God," the System hovered next to Heena's ear, its digital jaw practically hitting the floor. "And here I thought you were going to demand a blood oath! You just threw seven hundred coppers at a stranger and walked away! Why didn't you take him home to work in the shop?!"
Heena kept walking, her face an unreadable mask. "Do you think I am crazy like you? Who goes into the street, buys a severely traumatized teenager off the dirt, and drags them home like a stray dog? I don't need a broken kid cleaning my floors."
"But... but throwing money and walking away! Isn't that what you always yell at me for doing?!" the System argued, completely baffled by her hypocrisy.
Heena's eye twitched. She stopped walking, slowly turning her head to glare at the glowing lion cub.
"System," Heena smiled, though the expression did not reach her eyes. "Can you please, please stop talking before I figure out a way to physically shove your core drive into a bread toaster?"
