"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...