Sadly, the lack of context makes Three's first statement seem like a jumble of words more than anything. Hearing the word 'inkling' struck closer to home. There was a familiarity to it... an 'inkling' of a memory.

So was recognizing that Mimi had eight tentacles and Three had ten. "....oh! You are a squid--AH!" A hand shot out to grab hold of something as a disorienting wave came over her. The Squid Menace... Enemies of the Octarians... The Selfish ... Ruiners of... Surface. Her other hand raises to her head as she tries to straighten her thoughts.

Taken a moment to reorient herself, which was only the illusion reclaiming her into the fantasy. One thing stood out to her. "We..." She gulps, the hand holding Three beginning to shake. "...we are supposed to be enemies...?"