[That...makes her pause for a minute, and she actually closes her book as she blinks over at Equius. See, that kind of thing, before, Tammy would have shrugged away as hyperbole, but after being here for a while, she's inclined to believe the troll is being perfectly serious.]

Well, a girlfriend is, uh. Sort of that. If you're lucky. It's someone you take on dates and and kiss and stuff. And talk to and that kind of thing. I've...never heard of moirails.