[Ribbons... did not really see what warranted the Meister's sour face. Well, it's not like any form of endearment ever existed between the two of them. Chalk it up to a Freudian slip? Or simply a matter of, "old habits die hard"?
And when Tieria frowns, Ribbons smiles. He really did not see anything wrong with what he said. He just said he will leave the matter to the Defense Force, right? Let's see how deep that frown can go...] I don't know about you, but I am ready to assist the Defense Force in any way I can.
[Seeing as the pancakes were untouched --] Would you like me to wrap some pancakes for you? You can heat them in a pan for snacks later.