Connie sniffles slightly. "Yeah. Thanks. It's just I'm... worried, I guess. When you're taken away from your home planet just weeks after it's become a blip on an intergalactic conqueror's radar it's a bit, um, stressful? I mean, logically, it should always be stressful knowing that any moment Earth could be bumped up the to-do list of the Diamonds, but the fact that I can't do anything about it now somehow makes it worse. Sorry, I'm rambling. You're right, though, I do have, um... well, maybe not friends yet, since I hardly know any of you, but acquaintances? Maybe?"
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