[The shop is small, with the dingy face and limited selection so typical of Downside establishments. 6O has never seen anything like it. Enchanted by the sight of real, honest Earth flowers right before her eyes— she could go into this shop now and touch them, even! if she weren't "window shopping" right now— she's let the surrounding sights and sounds fade into background noise for a minute. Hearing her own designation called out snaps her out of it in a hurry, and she whirls to face—]

9S? [Face, voice, HUD icon all check out.] 9S!

[Behind 2B's, his is the most welcome face she could see here. 6O never precisely went out of her way to befriend him, considering... circumstances she doesn't like thinking of. But he'd always been fun to talk to. Unlike many YoRHa, he never really chastised her for being herself.]

You're here too! Oh, wow, it's good to see a familiar face, this is all so- [How can she even begin to sum it up? Earth(?), life, hugeness. People. So many people. Humanity, alive and well. It's all impossible and yet every sensor and nerve and analytical process in her confirms it's real.

There's no word in her vocabulary that fits the sheer volume of definition she wants. She sweeps out her arms instead as if to encompass the whole scene.

Oh, he asked her a question, didn't he?]

I'm fine! Um, a little overwhelmed, but everything's still attached, you know?