"What did I do? Okay, so um, like, you're inside me." It was totally blurted out without any thought behind the words, it seemed this girl was bad speaking to other people, at least "casually" like this. You know, being eaten by someone and becoming a construct inside them that was the mental manifestation of you couldn't exactly be called casual, but regardless this was something that had to be talked about. Kaguya didn't want to the poor girl to think she was Jesus, or Buddha, or goodness forbid the Flying Spaghetti Monster in the Sky.

Still, that was like, the worst way to say "You're not dead" possible. Seriousily, some people may even consider being trapped inside someone else for all of eternity a worse fate then death, but at least Kaguya was cute. Right? Right? Hopefully Margaret thought she was cute. That was a silver lining. She'd totally bring that up as a silver lining later on. Truly, a master of social contact with other living beings.

"Oh, um, um," She stumbled over herself trying to cover what she said and sugar coat it somehow. Ship had sailed, though.