[Yes, well, Trance appreciates the generosity, just not so much the poisoning. She doesn't offer to help with the shirt, although she does keep watch on his efforts out of the corner of her eye; she may know a thing or two about men needing to do things on their own to feel accomplished but that doesn't mean she won't offer if he seems to struggle too much with it.]

Oh. That. Most people haven't met anyone like me, even where I'm from. There's not very many of us, so there's not really a word for my people that humans can actually pronounce. We keep to ourselves a lot. [She's rambling a little but doesn't seem self-conscious about it.] Except me, I guess.