The implication was clear.  Things she could do that would please<em>her</em>...but not Merame.  Merame stared, blankly, for a few seconds while she worked up the courage to give her the real answer to her question.  Even when she managed to do it, it came out all squeaky and not sounding like a normal answer at all.  In fact, if Yifa wasn't paying attention, it might not have sounded like anything.<br/><br/>"None!"