Pecca began to walk out into the open beside her new companion. She was silent for a while. Then she spoke up, "I'm allergic to cats you know. Quite ironic, I think. The Overseer almost disposed of me the minute she found out, but I was the first in a series of successful cat hybrids. Up until me, most of the others just had feline traits, eyes, fur, purring capabilities, or maybe a furless tail. I was the first full body merge. I was told that a lot of time and effort went into reading and rewriting my genes. A shame I got away!" She said making herself smile.<br/><br/>Pecca walked with her hands facing outward slightly. When she learned to walk on all fours, she was instructed that she walk with her fingers pointed outward, so that she would not break her wrists when she ran. By now her wrists and hands were very strong, having years of practice and it was very unlikely she would hurt herself now.<br/><br/>Pecca turned her head to look up at XI, he was special, unique. His deformed arm was part of something she had never known before and it intrigued her. She had only ever grown up around cats, cat-based experiments, or cat loving humans. Anything she saw after she escaped was new to her and amazed her. There must have been a story behind every scar on XI's body and there must have been some purpose for his deformed arm, she yearned to know, to learn all about XI.  She knew about cats, she knew about humans, but XI was something else, she wanted to find out what.<br/><br/>But she kept her mouth shut.  Her polite nature not allowing her to question him to death. Perhaps another time she would bombard him with her curiosity, but now was certainly not the appropriate time.