Six does not know what the spirit might have done, but she can make the assumption; Adrian knew her as Cecilia, nicknamed her 'six', was not alive to witness her claim a new name. She had been young, desperate for attention, for something to guide her and lead her, and she had accepted the love he had given her. It had been limited, but she had wanted it; a gentle love she had thought she had deserved.

Pushing herself up, Six makes sure the strap her clothes back in place, lifting her head up and trying to stand tall.

"I am glad to meet her." She offers an awkward bow. "And you."