[Common Building- Recreation Area]

((Yeah, I'm just going to go for it))

Lovejoy, looking out of breath and haggard, splay footedly waddles around the recreation area in dizzying lines, stopping every few paces or so to lean against something and catch his breath. Finally he waddles between Krayger and Valia and settles there, wiping sweat from his forehead.

Without looking to either of him he speaks, his words paced by his heaving breathing. "We're friends, we're talking, we're being jovial." He darts his gaze around the room rapidly as if looking for someone. Satisfied, by apprehensive he looks between the two. Lovejoy spies Valia's rifle and mutters under his breath "No taste at all"