[Man. There are a lot of things Jiro wants to say, here. A lot of different arguments against all of this. "But I promised", and "I don't want to disappoint you", and "it's not you I don't trust".
But... she can feel the fur on her neck and shoulders starting to lift as she just thinks about saying any of that. A weird sort of irritation starting to roil up where it's completely unwarranted and unneeded.
At least that part of her moonblessings, though, is something that isn't new to her. Not like the possessiveness she's been dealing with, lately. She's always been something of an irritable person, it's not something she doesn't know how to tamp down and deal with on her own.

So instead, she reaches up to rub the back of her neck - and smooth that fur right back down - as she looks down at the pavement for a moment.]

... Alright. But, Yaomomo, can we...

Go to a diner after we get the tea you're looking for?
I've been craving a burger and a shake all day, y'know... we could probably get a shake to split, too. If you want.

[No more arguing from her, here. The last thing she wants to do is get mad.]