[ Beeeeaaaaaam. ]

That's what I thought you'd say. Besides, it's not like I'd care. I trust you.

[ Or, as he'll see it: "You're way too possessive for me to ever worry about you going off with some random girl."

... If that was the nice answer, just how bad was the other one?!

Thankfully, she's already stepping out from his arms, so it looks like he won't be finding out yet. ]

Anyway, come on! Your skewer's gonna get cold. And there's a ton more food I want to try!

[ And off she goes darting her way through the crowd again. He really wasn't wrong about her being a handful, huh. ]