"Hold my hand."
Kiara shook her head at Zique as they walked through the lonely forest. "No, you didn't put me down when I asked you to."
"Petty..." Zique murmured out.
"I'm not..."
"You are if you're mad because I lifted you."
"I'm not mad because of that."
"Why are you mad then?"
"B-Because you really did put me down."
"And...? Isn't that what you wanted?"
Kiara shook her head. "Lift me up again."
"So you can bite me again? I don't think so."
"I didn't bite you."
"Right, you didn't bite me...