Sixteen did get along with the wildlife quite well. Squirrels and other wildlife surrounded him, birds floating around him. Turning his head, he could sense that someone was watching him. “Hello there.” He greeted, looking over at Tater.

“You are?” He asked, stepping over to her. He was quite large, much larger compared to her small frame. Hopefully for her sake, she wasn’t a poacher.

16 turned to face his mother. As calm as ever, he gave a slow nod. “Yes, mother. It is me.” He extended a hand, that way could feel his mothers touch, as well as her finally feel her sons touch after who knows how long.

“Tater.” He repeated after her and nodded, dismissing his little friends. “My name is Android 16.” He placed a hand upon his chest, nodding.

16 gave her a tight hug, feeling safe in her embrace. Though still rather intimidating to strangers, 16 was still quite the mommas boy. He did love his mother. “I’ve missed you too.”

“Yes, that works.” He spoke with a smile, nodding. “What are you out in the woods searching for, Tater?”

“Foraging.” He took a look down into her basket. “Perhaps I can help you?” He asked her. “There are many more bushes and trees.”

Giving a soft chuckle he’d step aside for his new friend to lead the way, walking alongside her. “You have rabbit ears. May I ask?”

“I see.” He nodded and reached up and placed the apples in her basket. “Are they sensitive? I understand Saiyan tails are very sensitive.”

“I see.” He nodded, the scanners in his eyes analyzing her. As they strolled, he reached for the fruits off of the taller trees, filling her basket. “Is it too heavy? I can carry it.”

“When you finish, where will you return to?” His monotone voice asked as they strolled, the sound of a waterfall getting louder and louder as they approached one. A pretty scene. Animals enjoying their natural habitats.

Blinks. Walks out.

“Could it be the one right beside you?”

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“I have no where to be. I’d like to continue spending time with you.” He was very blunt. He said what he thought. It was sometimes unsettling to those who didn’t know him very well.

Turning around, he heard footsteps from poachers as they preyed upon the animals in the woods. “Excuse me.” He spoke dryly as he stepped away, taking them down with relative ease. Turning to her, he spoke. “Are you hurt?”

“Very good.” He dusted himself off. “Tater, tell me, do you jump high like the rabbits do?” The male interrogated, sitting next to the waterfall.

“No?” He asked and looked at a frog sitting upon a lily pad. “Do you see that frog there?” He asked, “It is an American Bullfrog. Its capable of jumping ten times its body size.”

“Do you have the tail of a rabbit as well?” Noticing the question, he spoke again. “I apologize. I hope that you did not take that for me suggesting you show me your back end.”