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The jinchuriki blinked before she lifted her face to look at Iyana. She remained that way as she processed what the young woman said. Her lips quirked up in a small smile, her chest blooming with a minor amount of the same stuff that she felt felt when her Empress said similar words. Say Thank you. "Thank you." Good. Now make your stacks and say with me whom they are. In your mind. "Ok, Gyuu-kun." she said aloud before she began to recite mentally: the scents, the names of the people associated with those scents, their physical description, their talents, kekkei genkai, and favored weapons.

She rubbed her neck quietly as she went about gathering leaves and stacking them quietly. "Wings pretty...smell like sky." she looked away from Iyana then and focused on her tasks. A few seconds later, she laid her palm flat on the ground then stopped her stacking and mental list. "Not many left. Tremors gone here, but echo. Still too far from castle to be threat. Word is spreading of us, so many may run." the transformation in that small bundle of sentences would have been almost visible. She'd finally gained a level of comfort with the three around her, and with Gyuuki helping her to identify the three individuals in front of her (and nearly every of the Empress' elites upper cabinet, Yakoul, and even the Empress herself---even though it was only her scent, limited physical description and her scent) them in her mind, her mind relaxed. She still didn't look at anyone, but her back straightened up and her shoulders squared slowly. She put a finger on her stack of leaves and watched as the stack remained through a gust of wind. She took in a deep breath then grimaced.

"Maybe have, five minutes or less before the next round is here. What do you want to do: spread out or stay as a group?" she looked up at everyone, though her gaze went no father than their stomachs. Her eyes were still glazed slightly, as if she wasn't all there, but they were much brighter than they had been before.
It all depends on the person. In all honestly, she has only been talking for about ten years. She didn't talk for the first ten years of her life without nonverbal help. Remember, she had her first "conversation" with her mother after she turned ten years old. She was mute (with humans) up until that point.

She does speak in a more....complete fashion depending on what she is talking about and whom she is talking to.

This is relatively new to her, discussing death without a hornet to help her out. She did just kill a lot of people in a variety of different ways and now is struggling to understand an unknown, brand new emotional reaction to killing and whether or not she should tell Shoko about it. She has a lot of her mind. She is smart and can plan, think, and analyze like an adult (the savant aspect) but like most autistic savants, she has trouble with coping with having am advanced mind but the inability to express it. Some (like Daniel Tammet) have to really work at appearing normal. (However, Daniel Tammet can actually explain how he thinks, nearly every other autistic savant cannot. Remi cannot explain how she thinks, she barely understands). So when she is overwhelmed, she retreats to her comfor zone:Basic words, basic sentences, basic understanding of emotions.
Everything she says is connected to each other, but makes little sense to those unused to the way she talk or don't pay attention.
"Not sleeping." she replied as she watched the flower petals. "Sleep rarely. Would hear or smell. Flowers." she motions to Keiko. She then looks at Izari as he joined them as well. "Sea water...bad, deep sea water." she rubbed her jaw then turned to pluck a petal and run her fingers over it. "Pretty. Mercs smart. Friends screamed and burned, charred alive, electrocuted, drowned, suffocated from smoke, stabbed, impaled, dropped from sky, decapitated, dismembered alive, crushed windpipe, burst hearts, shattered skulls, one impaled via butt. Know to avoid."
Remi relaxed quietly before she smelled a pleasing, aromatic smell. She opened her eyes and came face to face with the flower woman. The girl gave a tiny smile, more of a reflex than from a feeling of happiness.

"I see." she shrugged and extinguished the chakra fed flames. The smoldering remains were nothing more than ashes and burned bones. "Better?" she questioned even as her eyes followed the woman's finger. Her face and nose scrunched as she went cross-eyed to watch the finger touch her nose. She merely blinked and looked at it in confusion.
Remi opened her eyes and stared into the still burning pyre. She knew she was strong on her own, but with Gyuuki...

Gyuuki was wise. Not as wise as her Mamma, but she considered his counsel. She'd still talk it over with her Mamma, but she believed that she'd do as he said she should: she'd tell her Empress of the new development. Or...she'd try. She might meet Odiah to translate...
I don't see why not, Tundra.
Well, in Remi's area, there aren't anymore teams. I'd say about a...mile radius in my first post, then from that center, about...a mile and a half away before there is a half-mile radius for the pyre. So, you can do either or.

And I approve of poking her nose. I'm sure the look of confusion would be adorkable.
Ok. Well, Remi is currently sitting near a...mass funeral pyre we'll say. Any ideas as to how to meet up with each other (sailor and yoshua)?
Ok well, available then? Maybe a joint adventure or "competition"?
Is anyone still on the battlefield for the Empire? Or want to do a flashback?)
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