"Like she said...she's Six." There was almost sheepish grin on his lips; only because of how much he had spoken about her to Nine. It was difficult not to. But them all standing there, together? The feeling was incredible. Surrounded by people from Lorien...didn't matter how many times he had pictured it, or what he saw in his visions, that all paled in comparison to this. They had each other now, and once they found the other numbers, the Mogadorians had to know their time was coming to a close.
"And for everyone else, that's Bernie Kosar," he motioned towards the familiar beagle that was being carried by Ella.