Rachel nodded, taking that in. She'd noticed some of the odd technology when she arrived, things that seemed too much biodrugs to her for her to feel safe with them. Which was why she wasn't sure how their hosts would take her particular brand of medicine and protection. Even if she'd been born after the Turn, didn't usually feel the need to hide like those born before the sixties had, she was still a little on edge.

"I don't know what nanodroids are, really," she said with a bashful laugh. "I've only used plants and stuff I made myself for medicine. And I'm not worried about experimenting but I don't like using myself as a guinea pig when I don't even know what this stuff is." It was pretty, though. And she could maybe pick up something just from the scents.

The fact the child wasn't backing away from her either meant she couldn't see auras or didn't care. Maybe no one warned children here about smut. That would be nice, to be in a place where she wasn't judged for what she'd done to survive. "Do you...think they'd mind if I took a couple of the plants to work with? I wouldn't take a lot, just enough to figure out what's in them." Of course she could ask the Owmi themselves, but they still felt strange to her. A possible threat, like Trent or the IS. This little girl didn't feel anywhere near that intimidating.