[littl3chocobo]

there was no lie in the voice of the boy but at the same time there was something else to it besides what what said. accepting the morsel with his mouth instead of his hands he was rewarded with a slight quiver in the fingers at the touch and pulling away he chewed contemplatively. he made a decision, "if you would not mind, i would very much enjoy walking with you through the woods, at least for a while. come little red"