"Mmm," Number 6 grunts. That's not exactly what he meant when asking about a number. He wasn't "gifted" his so much as labeled with it, and it granted him nothing. What a strange answer. Yet, Number 6 is intrigued by the shock the question seemed to induce to begin with.

He doesn't have the time to ponder it further, because something far stranger is happening. It's more than a trick of the light, those strange wisps of black. Number 6 stares on in wide-eyed amazement while the small space fills with it--Only to vanish immediately after.

"Was that... meant to do something?"