“Ginger,” he said and gone silence. “I always wanted ginger hair. Nice bright red. But,” he looked at Rose who had tears in her eyes. “Blonde would be nice,” he gave her a warm smile.
He opened himself for Rose to take a hug if she wanted it. He embraced her when she accepted it. Her body against his was a comfort for sure. She was solid and a real thing, “Like coke cola the real thing,” he mumbled to her. “Classic Rose,” he finished.
He had a cheeky smile and licked his lips and his brown eyes sparkled looking at her. “Well, my trusty companion,” he said. “lets continue, shall we?”
He stopped before he began and he looked down at his feet. “I was trying to tell you I got wet feet.” He lifted his left foot balancing himself. He pulled the trainer off his left foot. He placed the left foot down and picked up the right foot and started to leap for a bit because he had lost a little balance. He was fighting to get the right one off.