Sounds like a friend of mine, only, literal with the arguing on the lawn. But hey, no one like family to ruin your week and shame you in public, right? I guess not even angels are excluded.

Oh, well, good! I like good company. A lot better than bad company, because then, there's always this potential they'll try to take me hostage or kill someone I care about. So, I much prefer the former.

Sorry about the babble, I'm a little... nervous. About everything.