"No!"

She really doesn't want anyone stealing her food and getting her new food through some strange method that is probably not safe!

"Eefa, if pests get into this apartment, we will have to all move to a different apartment and leave all our stuff behind to let the exterminators work on this one."

Eefa doesn't like being threatened! Especially with things she doesn't understand! 

She crouches more, growling protectively.

"There's a lot of stuff we can be flexible on but the place being clean isn't one of them. I'm sorry that this bothers you and I wish it didn't, but a dirty apartment will hurt everybody in it."

"How's it hurt."

"By attracting pests, and making the air smell bad, and growing mold, and making everyone anxious."

"I don't keep food if it's too moldy," Eefa says, tentatively.

"Food that is any amount moldy is no good. You don't ever need to go hungry again. I know it's hard to trust that we will keep bringing you food, but we really, really aren't going to let you starve. We just need the place to be clean."

"I don't." she says, responding to the last thing.

(She's met people who always brought her food before, like the people who made her sleep.)

"I understand that it is not something you care about."

Eefa growls quietly, looking intently at Mikko incase he tries to go into her room right now.

He is not trying to go into her room right now.

"Are you going to try to stop the cleaners from tidying your room?"

Does staring accusingly at Mikko answer that question?

"They're going to come even if you tell me you're going to try to scratch them bloody with your fingernails, but it would be nice if I could tell them that they didn't need to worry about that."

"I don't want to hurt them."

Eefa knows very well that being hurt isn't good. She's not sure if other people know this, but she does.

"I'm glad to hear it.

"Since you like having food in your room can we brainstorm some ways to do it that won't make a mess?"

"You can make sure not to go near my food."

Mikko has a piece of paper! He will write, narrating as he does: "Idea one: food Eefa takes to her room gets left totally alone by anybody who isn't her. Any other ideas?"

"Why?"

(Eefa is suspicious that he's asking for ideas so he can figure out how to stop them all.)

"That's how my book about brainstorming with kids says it works. You write down all the ideas that might possibly solve any part of the problem, and then you can see if you can get enough solution-parts from all the ideas to leave everybody satisfied."

"What do you do with the other parts?"

"The other parts of the ideas we don't use, although if you wanted to keep the paper that would be fine."

"Okay."

He writes "Idea two:" and looks at her hopefully.

She looks back, confusedly.