"Kid..."Damita wondered out loud if she could technically be considered a kid having only existed for three years. When it came to intellect she was at an average nineteen year old's level although she and maybe even her family noticed she hadn't been aging. She shook her head. "I doubt I qualify as a kid." Damita however was an average teenage girl despite her extra human oddities. Her red glasses flashed as she pushed them against her face.

This Ditto guy... seemed extremely complicated. Just the notion of making clones (irony...) confused Damita. Did they have different personalities? What were the limitations on his abilities? Could she take him? Her thoughts were like clouds and within a couple seconds she realized she hadn't responded in a timely manner, but then again, neither did the orange skin colored girl. Wonder where she is from...

"Oh...sorry. I'm fine. Just wandering around. It's different here than my parents farm for sure. The technology here seems foreign but home at the same time. I know it's been a couple weeks for me but i guess i'm still in awe..."She trailed off wondering about how the war room mechanics worked. "We should go for a round. Teach me how to use that thing..." As she noticed the quizzical looks on her compatriots faces she added, "The war room?" not realizing she wasn't clear in her first statement. She smiled and pushed back her glasses again. It was a habit for her even when she wasn't wearing them.