"I think so," Nana said, looking to her friend. Carrying an expression of hope, she just had to ask. "Do you think it would be all right if we met this next person?"

It would be nice to meet one of them, wouldn't it? Might be fun, she considered. Maybe, he's as nice as Woody is. The voice sounded young, so maybe this kid was as young as her. Nana never had any opportunity to know any other kids (didn't even know if there were any kids like her), and she didn't know what any children would be like.

She felt a longing to know what meeting a normal human kid would be like. Since the day she first arrived in this big city, she'd been learning a lot about it, a world outside the one that had no place for her anymore.