[There he goes again. She was starting to worry that people might take advantage of that kindess of his.]

I’m starting to lose track of all the things you’ve already helped me out with.

[She chuckles.]

I really don’t know anything, so I’d be a frustrsting student.

[All she knew was just fighting with what you’ve got. In her case it was scratching or biting, the occasional weapon available at the moment (which she didnt really know how to use), but that didn’t do much good in the end.]