Luna:  Look I know we started off on the wrong foot. But I’m hoping for the short time I’m staying here, we can make it work somehow.  I like your mother, and I like your home. 
Wren: You’re correct, it is my home. However, there’s no requirement in the contract that we have to be friends. 
Luna: Well at least we can be cordial? 
Wren: I will allow at least that.