"Matesprit." She gently correct and draws the heart intersecting the spade, "And the person you hate is your kismesis. Honestly you can but it's not generally...done. In our culture. I don't know if humans do or not. But your switch between quadrants. Hate and pity are so close sometimes that you simply can't stop yourself from switching quadrants."

"Ideally you have one in each quadrant. But I have one person who filled all mine." She smiles softly.