She was growing a little more confident, patting his head a little more firmly when he leaned in and even offering a small tentative scratch here and there, which was more akin to gently dragging her nails through his fur. She just wasn't sure how to do this, considering she'd never done it before.

She smiled a little bashfully and her cheeks began to heat up a little. Her tail shifted behind her, settling into a new position. "Oh friends are...they're wonderful. If you have good ones, I mean. They don't judge you are say mean things about you. They want you to be happy and do things for you and help you. I've got some good friends, so...it's okay." She nodded. "I think they would get along. There's no bad blood to complain about, they just haven't met."

She giggled again at his mispronunciation of the word. "No, not really. It's like a den, but you build it instead of find it. It's hard to make, but we're working on it."