"Mmm, if you say so."

9S doesn't sound like he completely believes her, but this isn't something he'll argue the point with.

"We're talking now, aren't we?"

But he senses a slightly more serious air, so he settles down on the floor beside her, legs stretched out before him. The skin is still melted off his legs, but the other burns have since been repaired.

"What do you want to talk about?"