"Oh, I'm an orphan!" Thursday stopped just shy of asking if they got her baking as well.

And then it occured to them that perhaps that wasn't appropriate to share, nor was it something they had necessarily wanted to share. They grimaced at their slip of the tongue, and hoped the Maven had a short memory. "Er, ignore that, please?" Why were they so awkward?

They searched around, desperate for a distraction. They caught sight of her Devil friend. Good enough. "Your friend, how, uh." They forgot to find an actual topic. "Are you two friends?" Oh gd damnit. "No, sorry, not what I meant. It... seems like he doesn't, uh, doesn't really want to be here? Or he's... bored?"