You are! [Cue one over-eager smile.] You are both good friends. [Also first friends and therefore sentimental value is attached. Wear it proudly, Rocket.]

It's not that you are... at fault? [Words are hard here. She's trying and probably failing to find the right way to put this.] Roommates are overwhelming. I do not know how to be a good one.

But I can be a good neighbor and friend. I think that will be better.