With a dramatic sigh, Kota clutched at his heart. "You wound me! Then again, don't little boys say awful things to the girls they really, really like? I think I might be onto you, missy. I mean, you could've just let me drown or sacrificed me to the monkeys, but here I am!"
It was just too easy, and too fun, to get a rise out of her! Even as she tried to get a rise out of him.
With a glance around the jungle, he pursed his lips in thought. Now that Morgan mentioned it, he was starved. He couldn't actually remember his last meal. And though much of the jungle fruits were poisonous, not all were, by any means. The trick was finding the fruit, and distinguishing it from the bad fruit. They could often look deceptively similar.
"Hm. Let's keep going. My home isn't that far. Maybe we'll find something to nibble on along the way, a nice big fruit for that big mouth of yours." And he gave her a sweet smile.