[there are a few people who live in the flophouse who don't seem otherwise too out of place, unlike the majority of the people who walk these halls at any given hour. she is only bound to assume the same of those staying at the ADI's apartments.

she tilts her head.]

A friend?

[removing one foot from her slippers, she puts it up on the chair and hugs her arms around it.]

There are four from my world, but they're not ... exactly friends. [colleagues, in a distanced way] Everyone else is really kind, though. [she can't help but think of harry, bumbling his way about and having long conversations of everything and nothing with her, and smiles lightly.] Might be good to know who we all are.