I had this plan earlier that felt probably foolproof, or at least decent enough, but right now, standing here in this pink-soaked room with Titania still curled up like a hurt ball on the bed, it all felt like it was about to crash and burn seriously.
"Uhm... Hey, Titani—"
"It's Queen Titania to you. Get out."
"..."
Mhmm. Yeah.
This was going to be a bit difficult, no question about it.
From what I had dealt with before; with those troublesome fox sisters, Tama being all prickly, and even some of the bullies I knew back on Earth, one solid way to get someone to soften up a little was to just let THEM talk.
Let them speak their mind and spill whatever was eating at them, go on and on to their heart's content without cutting in or judging.
That usually cracked their shell eventually.
My problem right now was figuring out how the hell I was supposed to get her to actually start speaking to me at all.
She looked ready to stay buried in her knees forever.
