[ Misa watches him turn back to the task, her expression dimming when he says that. It's not that she's disappointed, really, but more that the words remind her that, yes, being on the receiving end of anything like this will always be temporary. She hasn't thought about it much (because she's been willfully trying to ignore it), but being here is actually pretty lonely. Being without her parents, she was used to— or at least used to it while having something else to cling on. But now... ]

I didn't say I was going to get used to it. Geez...

[ She corrects him, bluntly, muttering under her breath after doing so. It's the truth - she doesn't expect Eustace to be there for her at all, or for anyone on this side to be, in serious matters or otherwise. Which is fine. At present, she finds she doesn't have the energy to muster up an animated, irritated response. So she just settles for sulking, feeling annoyed for being berated when she never asked him to help. ]

You're the one who keeps inserting yourself. For the record. [ I could've dealt with this on my own, being the implication. ] You can't fool me.

[ Fool her over.... what?? She doesn't elaborate, finally getting bored of sitting around and shakily moving to stand again, that drink she'd wanted so badly all but completely forgotten now. ]