Why does something always have to be wrong? Nothing -- nothing is wrong! I just thought, some fresh air might be nice, it's always so stuffy in here. Besides, I think it's been a while since I've taken a proper walk, and I really should be careful about that, or I might end up getting fat and start waddling about like poor Cute Jade.

[ Which was far from her case. She was referencing their accidentally overfed rappig pet that was left behind by Peony, which Leia likely would have seen if visiting, or heard about from Eleanor, as strange as the name was.

In any case there are some cracks in that cheerful veneer as much as she's still managing to maintain her tone. ]