"I don't believe that for a second," she replies with a little giggle. "You've got plenty of friends here. And me. I think we're just lucky to have what we have." Even if it isn't what they had.

Trays filled with all sorts of food float over to them, waiting for hands to eat. Favorite foods, of course. She had thought he'd have been angrier about Morrigan. And Yuuna. And the whole thing in general. But it seemed well enough, so the food was just food, not a way to dull the anger. She sits up, but still leans against him.

"Drinks? Or no?"