"Oh. You're gonna get taller."

"That's really weird and sorta sad."

"I've been getting taller all my life!"

"Woah.... You used to be smaller than me?"

"Yeah! I was seven pounds when I was born."

"That's so small! Was it just your feet or just your head?"

Fika is smiling funnily cause it's a joke.

Kota thinks this is incredibly hilarious and needs a minute to catch his breath.

"Eeee. You're a very good friend! Want a hug?"

Kota hugs her, still giggling.

Giggly friend hugs!

Now Kota is going to attempt to turn this into ballroom dance!

Fika doesn't know how to do that. Does it involve climbing, like this?

No, but he thinks that's funny too. "No, you put your hands like this and then I'll dance around and you try to follow along? Do you wanna see a video? We learned this dance in school today."

"Sure!"

He gets his everything and shows her the basic step of the dance he learned and then attempts to lead her through it.

"Feels like I should be using my feet more."

"We can go faster!" He goes faster and tries spinning her more.

Eeeeee! She likes the spinning.

Wheeeeeeeeee they can dance till his bedtime if she wants.

She is happy to! She would like to spin him too if he wants.

Sure, once she has the hang of it enough to lead they can take turns.

She gets the hang of it quickly, though she sorta feels like this would be more fun to try doing while climbing.

She will just have to accommodate Kota's tragic inability to climb while doing ballroom dance. Eventually it his bedtime and she is invited to come over again the next day if she likes.

She maybe will! For tonight she'll go and sleep in her own bed.

By that she means the yellow's bed, but if you think about it it's sorta her bed too now.

Actually, when she climbs in, the yellow says, "So, I'm moving into an apartment in the morning, since I'm reseasoning okay. I have no idea who'll be in this room tomorrow."

"Why does reseasoning mean you gotta move?"