Harlem couldn't help the giggle that left her mouth at the adorableness of Meggido. Stitch only huffed that the attention was no longer on him, but he instantly calmed when Harlem hugged him tighter as if subconsciously seeking to reassure him. 
"Well," Harlem would say nervously, "I don't have many friends so I am actually unsure of how the friendship works," she would pause briefly before adding, "I would like very much if we could be friends though. That is if Stitch agrees, of course."
She looks down at Stitch who seems to not like the idea at all but then asks, "Will you get into mis-mis-mischief with me?" he asks seriously but low enough for only Meggido to hear. Stitch winks and climbs up Harlem and says, "I wanna be friends. Can we?" he begs.
"Well that isn't exactly up tp me," she says softly in response, "But so do I."