Alice's eyes slide back open after a moment, glancing up at... hmm. Not the same shade of blue as she was privately hoping to see, but still a girl around her age. Somewhat surprising! But she'll hardly look a gift horse in the mouth. She was taught better than that.

"Ah, Lance? Yes, he's been a very important friend to me for some time now," Alice gushes. "He's seen me through a number of tough situations. I couldn't ask for a better partner." A pause. A glance to the slightly-larger plushie in the other girl's arms... oh! Oh, this could be interesting, if way out of left field if she's right. Doesn't risk much, either, not in a place like this. Alice's smile turns just a little wider. "Isn't that right, Lance?"

"Yep! Alice is the best ever-ransu!" That from the bear plushie, zero prompting required besides being asked for his opinion. At which point Lance stops, realizes he's just talked in front of a civilian, and covers his mouth, attempting to bury his face in Alice's hair. For her part, Alice just keeps that smile on her face, reaching up to pat his head.