It is very strange, I admit.

[Terezi taps her way along, sniffing. She narrowly misses whacking Balfour in the face, but instead finds his knee. She stops, snuffles curiously, then drops into a crouch, grinning at him.]

It seems we are neighbors! It would be rude not know who my neighbors are.

[Not to mention potentially deadly, back in Alternia.]