...I dunno if anyone's a match for them other than themselves. [Echoes of that ice-bird God's freezing rampages still haunts his dreams every now and then. He does look thoughtful for a moment.] I think that the best anyone can do is try and talk to them - try and calm them down, work with them...prove ourselves worthy.

[A smile tugs on Right's mouth.] Maybe one day, we can get the chance to be friends with one of them.

[That smile disappears, though, upon hearing that voice again.] So? As long as they're not bad secrets, it's okay.