[ Zero rolls her eyes and watches Aphra sit down. After a moment she clicks her tongue to mark her disapproval.

Excuses, excuses.

She shrugs, closing her eyes again. ]

So you're not over the other one, huh? Man you have some kind of fucked love life. But I guess that's always how it is.

[ 'Zerooooo just say you're interested! You can't make friends if you don't ask questions!'

Zero wrinkles her nose, frown becoming more severe. ]

Shut up.

[ And before Aphra can ask. ]

No, not you. You can keep talking– we're here, hearing freaky voices so you might as well tell me who the bitch that's got you so worked up is.