"I have not spent a great deal of time with children," Six admits quietly. She was barely one herself until she fled her home and it feels strange to consider herself anything like these strange creatures; she was never as carefree as they are, surely. She cannot imagine a world where there is no weight on her shoulders, no burden for her to carry.

She finds it slightly unnerving how excited they are by a large blade.

"I imagine they must be, since no one else has said otherwise."