Well, you're a lady, and ladies need seven herb porridge when they're sick.

[The reply is more automatic, but she honestly... cannot even fathom a person also being a plant, so the insinuation goes... right over her head. This is obviously a human woman??? Look at her???

Look at her... looking at her porridge...]

A lot of things, actually. Mine taught me everything she knows about cooking and weaving and everything. So I can be a mother someday, too. That's the whole point, I guess.

[Hmm... With a bit of a fretting sound, Konoha leans over to nudge the spoon into Tefe's hand. Come on, eat up.]