Alexa exuberantly smears the minty green past into Ume's white fur along his back and along places he missed. She pricked her ears as he vocalized his thoughts aloud as if he were trying to make conversation.
"Brains?" She asked with a grimace, like to eat? Like, to look at? Was he offering to pick apart her brain? "Oh..uh... n-not really." She replied, suddenly aware of how far away she was from her caregiver and her brother. "I like flowers though!" She offered, hopefully, a common interest was what he was referring to. "There, all done. I'm Alexa, nice to meet you Ume. I feel better!" Had she given her name yet? She didn't think so, but just in case she forgot she offered it anyway. Did Ume feel better now?