[ He shifts his arms to hold him tighter. Tal meeting his siblings, huh? He wonders who he would like best of the bunch. ]

Yeah, you can. [ He's sounding more enthusiastic. ] And then after the war we can-

[ Nine freezes at that because the thought of after the war trips him up. The squeeze pulls him out of it, but he doesn't feel it as hard as he normally should. The second sense he's starting to lose today is his sense of touch. ]

I think they'll work it out. I'll keep them safe to give them time, yo.

[ He'd keep them safe anyways. ]