[Responding by means of writing and covering up her camera with her other hand--Terra's not ready to show herself, but she can't help but crave interaction with someone who used to be her friend.

...maybe that's kinda pathetic.]

I don't know, I kinda like how peaceful it is around here. Sure beats how things were back home for me. [Since those things were, you know, her fault. There's no measure of guilt that could describe how horrible she feels about all of it now. How much she wishes she could take it all back.]

So, stink ball huh? [Okay, pretend like you don't know what it is, Terra... you may have enjoyed playing, but Cyborg's not suppose to know it's you. Get it together.] Mind telling me more about it? Sounds interesting.