I would say I had been aging prematurely, considering that caring for Ryuuko and worrying about things has done a number on me physically. Ryuuko was confused at this and she didn't like the idea of my new device. A cane. I was in hurried denial that I needed such an object but I had injured my back quite severely or so the reasonable diagnosis would be, as there were many things that put a strain, so, to alleviate some of the discomfort, the doctor suggested I get cane, which was cheaper and better than a surgery (said also surgery being rather unnecessary).
Nui helped me pick out a pretty one, one that was a silvery blue, and reassured me that I'd look rather glamorous with it. I suppose Nui and I would get used to it but Ryuuko, on the other hand, seemed to have despised the thing, actually, she took to being passive aggressive towards it and, by that, she would hide it, taking several chunks out of my day, as I would spend time looking for it. When I would find it, she would try to take it. Practically, I had to wrestle her to keep her from taking it, putting more strain on my back.
I took to putting it into a high up place, where her little hands couldn't get to it. Of course, that served to only upset her more, however, I didn't expect for her to be so vocal about it. She would express her dislike, mostly in utterances and gestures, but this time, she plainly said, "Ryuuko don't like that, no, Ryuuko hate that!"
Feigning innocence, I asked her as to what she didn't like, to which she pointed at the cane and said, "That!"
"Oh, the cane?"
She nodded.
"Why don't you like it?"
"Ju't don't, Ryuuko hate it!"
"Why?"
"Auugh! Jus' do!"
Well, certainly, she was opinionated, that much we did know, however, she usually didn't use full sentences or anything pertaining to herself in said sentences. Gently, I explained to her that I needed the cane because I had something of a bad back and the object wasn't going to hurt anyone, her especially. Of course, she was stubborn and still proclaimed her opinion on the device, to which I said, "You'll get used to it, eventually."
The response I got was her shaking her head and an exclamation of frustration with her saying, "Mam don't un'stand, don't know why, but Mam don't." She walked away in a huff before glaring back at the cane hanging on the wall.