One of you got so upset over the confusion he cut his ponytail off. I-I just stood there and stared. All I could do was bring him to my room and even it out...

[Though, that one did tell her not to blame herself too.

But, let's be real. It's Bernadetta.]

I don't... I don't know why your Bernadetta chose what she did. Or... who she did, or who you followed. And... and I may not be very brave or... or indispensable. But, I-I don't... I won't turn my back on the people I'm lucky enough to call my friends. ...e-even if it's really scary. So...

[Slowly, tentatively, she goes up on her toes so she can gently pat his head. If she hasn't gotten things totally mixed, hopefully this is the Felix that did this for her. Hopefully.]

I-I! I'd, um... I'd like to call you one. I-If that's okay. But it... doesn't have to be! Since, since I'm just... well, I'm just me but I... I'd like it if we were, anyways. If you want.

[Goddess, what was she thinking?! That's a terrible offer! Why did she do that? Why would he ever accept? Why is she still petting his head?!]