Well, yes, but...

[Technically, she supposed she couldn't tell a man what not to do about his own banquet... Still, that seemed like it completely missed the intended mark! Flustering a bit, she scratches behind an ear a bit self-consciously.]

R- Right... Gonta already spoils me all the time... and all my friends here are so nice... I don't need anymore spoiling, or it'll all go to my head or something...