Um, well, I think I'll just let them tell it if they want to tell it. Which they might want to, but probably not in the friendliest way possible, [she says as a warning, hesitant.]

Hopefully. I'll have to make it up to you somehow and, and treat you to lunch or something.

[Does Willow seem desperate for new friends? Maybe not desperate per se, but pretty darn eager. It's been a long time since she had someone she could just talk to unreservedly, her own age, and she really wants it.]