You know my Mom. She hugs you every time you walk in the door, doesn't she? I'm always being pestered about bringing you over.

[He continues playing without missing a beat, as if carrying on a conversation and playing at the same time is an easy feat. Nevertheless, it's clear from his elated expression that he's listening to Nezumi's playing more than anything else.]

She always makes your favourite food and offers you second helpings even when you're already full. I thought it was clear that she liked you a lot.