"Mm," Ella replied, grinning, "it most certainly is." She gave a small oomph as the pillow hit her head and she moved to dance around behind Terrence as she aimed her own pillow for his backside, eyes narrowed.
Merlin, Ella had missed days like these, when they acted like they didn't have a care in the world other than the fight against their inanimate furniture. She felt a surge of affection for him, for their relationship and she smiled, glad that they had not lost this.
She wouldn't have voiced it out loud, but a large part of her jealousy issues stemmed from first being fearful of how Terrence would react after having come off the potion and second the fact that they'd been so intense as of late while his other friendships were like this, fun. She would never trade any of her time with Terrence for anything, but she had wished that they could share the fun times, too. It was silly, yes, but it was there. This, right now, was more like they'd been in the first years of being together.
She took another swipe, aiming for wherever she could hit. She had a bit of a disadvantage with her height, but that had never stopped her from fighting to the proverbial death before.