Haha, yuck, (Lucretis says, and finds a pencil, starting to write. The tea steeping on the counter smells lovely, and this combined with the warm room and company is starting to relax her. It's hard not to feel safe around Taako.

For a while the only sound that's present is the scratching of her pencil on paper. Eventually she pauses, glancing up at him.)

I'm- um, I'm glad that you're here, Taako. I wasn't sure what I was going to do with myself- I just assumed I would run into somebody familiar eventually.