Eight remembered, and she in hindsight she thinks she understood a bit better too. Though she doesn't know the why, knowing him now was enough for her to realize that he was upset with something then. But that moment had passed. She was grateful for the chance to get to know him better.

"A little over three months now." She agreed with a faint smile. As the topic shifted, her face darkened a little. "I... feel like I understand this place better now. I think I understand humans better, too."

She inhales deeply. "I just... don't think I'll ever be able to call this place home. I've... been thinking that for a while now. This place... is more like a pretty prison. With wonderful cellmates to keep me company." Wonderful, but trapped just like her.