[Oh, he has no idea how to cook... this is scary, he should probably just eat the tomatoes raw and say that's good enough...]

Well, I don't want to go home... I'm never going to be able to leave the castle ever again if my mother sees me now. [Oops, he said he wasn't gonna talk about that... well, whatever, it's not like they ~know~.] I know a little bit of emergency first-aid, and I guess maybe I'd rather not die horribly...

[Ain cannot make up his mind right now. #Depression.]

I have no choice but to trust you, huh.