Go easy on me. I look at Spica with that in mind, but she is still smiling happily.
...Should I have to say something right now? Is there nothing to say?
Suddenly, a brilliant thought flashes through my mind. Oh yes, I have a souvenir for you.
I’m about to put my hand on my pouch and hand Spica some juice, but then an interesting idea pops up in my head. My brain unanimously passes the judgment.
I get up from my chair and walk to the window and open it wide.
Then I wave to Spica in front of the window.
"Kya!"
Without saying a word, I put my hands under her knees and held her in my arms. She should be a little surprised, I hope.
My smile deepens as I see her reaction.
...I jumped out of the window.
At my feet is a thin sheet of ice, glowing slightly green. Cutting through the night breeze, which is neither cold nor hot, I bounce up and out of the inn.
"Are you feeling cold?"
"I'm fine, but..."
I smile at her slurred words and put my face to Spica's ear.
"Talking outside at night can be quite loud, so let's talk in a low voice.”
Whispering, What a way to get back to my childhood.