Key bit his lip as emotion rushed up around him. To be called someone's only friend. Priscilla's only friend, why did that choke him up so bad? He stared down at his pancakes, wondering how he could eat something so mundane after a conversation like this. "I..." he started, then looked up again with stronger conviction. "Then I am very glad that I get to be your first friend. You're a friend that's worth it." He didn't even need to know Priscilla for long to know that. She was special and very much worth the emotions that she made him feel. The thought left him flushed and fumbling to grab his fork again, eating with the hope that it would hide his embarrassment.