Six had gotten quite spoiled on Christmas, getting a lot of gifts. The one that surprised her the most was that she now had a puppy that she named Poptart. Both Sam and Jack knew what her world was like back home, that she starved so much that she was willing to eat all sorts of things, including animals just to survive. She was shocked when they said they were going to let her adopt a puppy. Weren't they afraid she might eat it? But she hadn't eaten anything other than actual food, so perhaps she was ready.
And she had been quite responsible so far. Nor did she had an urge to bite the pup. Having lots of food around helped. It kept her full and she wasn't starving to near death, which was why she ate such strange things in the first place.
She was walking Poptart around town when the dog suddenly took off running, cause Six to let go of the leash. She chased after her and found Poptart near the river, as well as some girl sitting near the water. "Sorry, didn't mean to disturb you," she said. She wasn't really all that sorry, though. She was still learning the empathy thing and only said sorry because she was expected to, not really because she actually felt bad.