like cats and wolves
"Hey, don't rain on my parade!" Seren nudges Seer with a smile. L's response to this is to expound upon the nature of things that shine and get hit on. Generally, it's unintelligible, but Al seems to catch just enough of it that his brilliant blue eyes wobble, just the tiniest fraction.
These are the people most apt to understand him, after all - Princess aside, and he has to admit that some of his rapport with her is mere pretense, by this point; a futile attempt to close a gap wide as Ibra Ravine, though the fault of no one in reality.
Seer is...everything he finds in Ares and more. Seren is absolutely enchanted with humanity's whims and customs. L is a whim unaccustomed, straight up.
And they all love pizza as much a single Ma-non, put together, which is enough for Al on a dark and rainy day.