[Perhaps they know the same things, if the other girl can say that so easily. In her own mind, Six follows the words to their conclusion. Lots of things look more dangerous, with their fake faces or their long threatening hands... And sometimes it's the things that look elegant and pretty, all flowing grace, that are actually the most dangerous things of all.]
[...But maybe she doesn't have to worry about that right now. Reira is right, and Six nods her head slowly. The plants are beautiful, and new, and seem to speak of better things than the cold dark of the Maw. If that's only wistful thinking, who knows.]
[After a second, she moves onto more pressing matters, and points her hand to the soft fluffy thing in Reira's lap.]
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[...But maybe she doesn't have to worry about that right now. Reira is right, and Six nods her head slowly. The plants are beautiful, and new, and seem to speak of better things than the cold dark of the Maw. If that's only wistful thinking, who knows.]
[After a second, she moves onto more pressing matters, and points her hand to the soft fluffy thing in Reira's lap.]