Walking at his side, Holang-I didn't look much at the man until he started to answer her questions. She scrunched up her nose and then shook her head. "I wouldn't say that to anyone like that," she explained. She learned it in class, maybe in a Disney movie, but she wouldn't say that in person. That was like using the n-word; way over the line and disrespectful. "Also...please don't...my week was already bad..." The girl pout and took on a dark expression and sadness. Her mittened hands rubbed around one another as she thought.
"Don't be mean. Be nice." "What's your real name?" "Do you like rabbits?" "How old are you?" "Where exactly are we going?"