[ Lacus is starting to get the impression that 'allies' is an emotionally constipated keyword for 'friends', but far be it from her to call that out at this juncture. ]

Not being killed is certainly a good start.

[ She fills up the two cups of tea and picks up her own to inhale the aroma. In the middle of the picnic-zone, Mr. Pink is rolling over the floor going Thank you! Thank you! because this kind of thing is just what he does. ]

But aren't we already getting along? Sharing a meal, talking about everything and nothing... These are the kinds of daily pleasures that I enjoy sharing with people the most.