"Uh. Thanks..." Tavros's eyes flick briefly up and to the side as he's congratulated on his horns. Really, they're more of a hindrance than anything. Catching on doorframes, keeping him from climbing into his recuperacoon back home for some shuteye, it's kind of embarrassing.

But he smiles a little at the question. "Yeah, uh, she and I have been friends for awhile now. She's been, a little quiet lately, at least to me. I guess maybe, um, the ship, doesn't really agree with her."