Well, that makes perfect sense to Luka. If they're constantly trying to float away, it must be pain to keep them all contained long enough to put a new one in. And with half the amount of arms that Six has, Luka probably wouldn't stand much of a chance at keeping them controlled.

He nods in understanding, turning the basket upside down again.

"Well, plucking them sounds easy enough. I can handle that much, at least." He laughs, and focuses again on the vine as he feels around for a berry.

"What do you make with these? Anything good?"