"There's Ardbert." Era can think of no greater benefit from her soul-weirdness than Ardbert's existence. To his query she hums a note in the positive.

"It was gifted while I was unconscious. A soft plush rabbit made by Kiyo's biological family for her. Jījí."

She shifts slightly, prompting Carbuncle to adjust its position so she can sit up properly without fear of overexertion. Narangerel is polite enough to wait until Era is comfortable before resuming her squirming.

"Is it alright if Naran touches you? She is a piece of my soul, so it is..." She fumbles, trying to think of the right way to describe it. "...It feels very intimate, I suppose. Like a warm hug from the inside. My dream guide rarely touched others before, but Narangerel enjoys being affectionate with—"

{ With family. }

"—our most trusted companions, and I would rather you establish your boundaries before she deigns to seek them out herself."

Thus the scruffing of one overeager weasel.