Shelby smiled in return, appreciating the sentiment even though she had brought two real friends to the planet with her. That didn't make her appreciate having a third any less, though. "Come on, don't act like it wasn't a big deal that I stopped writing. I like to think we were good enough friends that we shouldn't have lost contact so easily, even if we had a lot going on. I'm sure we've made a lot of new friends in the mean time, but that's no excuse, either." She paused at that point, as if she wanted to bring up a certain curiosity, but dropped it. She knew if the question was turned back on her, she would have to bring up some difficult memories. "But I guess there's no sense feeling guilty now that we've met up again, huh? I just don't want it to happen again."<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>King smirked in amusement and jumped up into his own Gundam as it appeared behind him, a tall, medium-build suit painted orange and tan, topped with what looked like some slightly blocky, metal equivalent of an akubra on its head. The handle for a blade was hooked onto its waist alongside the frame of a beam boomerang, a large sniper rifle held on its back. The Australian Fighter's white suit was replaced by a matching white mobile trace suit, though he still seemed to be mostly business as he communicated with Alicia.<br/><br/>"Sounds like a plan," he said, then glancing to the right as the screen in his Gundam informed him of something. "Then again, maybe you'd prefer an opponent closer to your own style, striking from the shadows when you least expect it?"