He blinks as they bump into him, wrapping his arms around them to hold them close as he straightens up. This time he looks at Five, nodding slightly. He clearly has questions about this, about why they wouldn't know, but he doesn't know exactly how to ask them, glancing sadly down at Fen.

"This is Twelve. Were you just being friendly?" he asks gently, wondering why they greeting her so eagerly like that. Maybe they just don't understand how dangerous she might be?

He doesn't know, but after a beat he prompts them, "Can you ask her to talk to us again, instead of playing dead?" His voice is teasing and he arches an eyebrow at Twelve over the top of Fen's head. But if she can resist even his adorable animal, then he supposes he has to be done with her for now and he'll leave with Five again.