Daria did not know what had fascinated the other girl so much, but was rewarded with her attention nonetheless. She watched with great interest as the girl twisted her body, brilliant blues glittering with pleased interest. Could the girl be a new Thing? Surely that was reasonable, after all New Other had been happy to join her, so why not the girl? Still, she had to pass further judgement - New Other wouldn’t be too happy if she just brought home another Other. Keeping New Other in mind, she waited patiently for the female to respond.

The girl made a interesting noise and Daria tipped her head as she stepped closer, crimson tipped tail swaying back and forth behind her. There was soft yellow clouding her vision, a new color, a new feeling. She didn’t know what it was, or what it meant, but it was interesting enough for her to remain. Interesting enough, perhaps, for her to keep this dark female and take her back for New Other to see. If she liked the girl enough to take her back, perhaps New Other would be interested in her too. They could stay together then? Daria enjoyed New Other, immensely so, but the thought of having multiple Others was one she enjoyed quite a bit.

She met the girl’s eye and smiled again, red ears pricked to listen to what she said. There it was again, that word she didn’t understand. And what was Nice? Or Friendly? Was Friend the same as Friendly? ”You...Friend?” she wondered, then pausing and offering, ”I, Daria...you, Friend?” Yes, that made sense, right? ”What Nice?” she asked next, inching closer to the girl who knew so much.