There's a distinct hesitation, but one of confusion rather than distaste. Uncertainty is clear on their face. "Me. Kid. Literally anyone else would probably be more helpful to you."

It doesn't help that they've had... bad luck, lately. With actually helping people with emotional problems. Particularly people like themselves. If there's a physical need, they know how to handle that. Protection, instruction, providing food and shelter: those, they're okay with, maybe even good at. But the rest?

"Not saying I wouldn't want to help. But kid. I'm not even a person. What good am I gonna do you?"