She didn't say it out loud, as much as she wanted, but a "goodness me!" resounded in Yuel's head at the mention of Calypso's age. Yuel assumed that, given she was a demon, the eldritch creature before her was most certainly her elder. Go figure. Other than, albeit unhealthy and unambitious, nothing really stuck out to Yuel about her daily living scenario of sleeping and eating. But, that was a start, at the very least, right? Gotta start somewhere... Wait, did she say for herself that she wasn't ambitious? Not as just Yuel thinking this, but that Calypso admitted to being unambitious?"Well that's your issue, darling! Not ambitious? Only wanting to be a people pleaser? How are you going to live comfortably and happily when you can't even live for yourself! Non-non, my dear, non-non. You need an actual hobby! Something to do, something to look forward to in life--just, something!"
In her fervent excitement, Yuel slammed her tea-cup on the table and stood up triumphantly. The girl stepped away from the table, waved her hand in the air, and by the strength of her imagination she painted a picture of the world, like a sort of flat map, an image floating in the air."What in the world inspires you? Or, what interests you? Besides just making people happy, because just focusing on how to make other people happy is no way to live for yourself and be happy on your own! You have to put the object of your joy into your own hands! Now, work with mere here on this--how are you we going to get you, in your pathetic, depressingly unmotivated point 'A' to the more gleeful, ceasing the moment and joyful point 'B'! Hm?"