How does he even tell how old humans are supposed to be anyway? The ones he's seen range so wildly in height the fact that the person in the doorway is as short as he is doesn't tell him much. Plus their eyes are so small proportional to their faces, it makes them all look older than they probably are.

He's guessing this one is a...teen?

"...Hey."

Eight has dealt with a lot of strangers today and he just doesn't have the social confidence of the squids he knows. The first time he had to bunk with someone he'd just met, he didn't speak their language at all. His Captain had done the talking for him them.

He wishes he could remember what he said to make it happen.

"Uh...I thought it might be better to buddy up with the blackouts. I keep hearing noises that...I mean, I don't know if it's safe to be alone tonight so..."

He...might be blowing this.