"Oh-- fuck--" he yelps as he's just uhhhh lifted up? Just like it's nothing. He can't help clinging Six's neck, certain that the monster is going to drop him immediately.

But he doesn't. He's still happy when his feet touch the ground again and he can hold himself up with his own power, but he looks amazed at Six for a beat. That was entirely unexpected. How strong was he? He hadn't seemed like a fighter at all yesterday, but here he was lifting a grown ass man like it was nothing.

"No, I... trap food in stuff like that," he says hesitantly, realizing as he says it that it might get him bombarded by questions. He tries to change the subject immediately to avoid that fate, asking quickly, "Is this Twelve's garden?"