Wash blinks, then takes a moment in the wake of that question to turn and unabashedly stare at Drift. His evaluation of Drift's understanding of the situation quickly shifts from 'has no experience with children' to 'doesn't conceptually understand what a child is.'

Well, maybe giant robots don't have children. He doesn't know, and now is definitely not the time to ask.

"Five or six years, and they'll be young for a while yet. Don't worry about it, okay? We just need to keep them busy, and they're not hard to amuse." He gestures to the kids, where the girl who'd tried correcting everyone else's form had now started arranging everyone in a circle, so they could do jumping jacks and look at each other at the same time. This endeavor is looking to be a little more successful than her last one.