Luka blinks, processing Six's rather unexpected instructions as he takes the vine in one hand. The fuzzy texture of the vine provides a momentary distraction, and he runs his fingers over it in fascination, before his attention is pulled back to Six's words.

"Wait... uh..." He feels for the aforementioned net over the basket. He hadn't noticed that detail before. "The basket needs to be... upside down?"

As if to reinforce his confusion, Luka flips the basket as he says it.

"Won't the net do the job of stopping them?"