A light scoff manages to slip past his lips at your teasing, and following a playful roll of his eyes he counters. “You’re calling me the princess? Says you, i’m not the one who whines and pouts if I don’t get my own way; so i’ll think you’ll find that you are the princess.” He too looks around for something that resembled a park, though in reality he knew he couldn’t tell a park from a hospital here; but still, he aids you in your search somehow. Smiling softly he nudges you, humming in thought before speaking. “—Maybe we could do something after the park too, hm? Like uh…I need to get some new clothes and stuff, and we can get something to eat too..”
he mimics the eye roll all too easily, really. "not all princesses are like that," he retorts, quickly getting rid of the pout on his lips and turning away to hide his red face. "nope! still you." his argument isn't all too convincing and his tone probably gives away how he has already given up, but he doesn't like to admit that. at all. "something after...?" blatantly ignoring the slight tingle on his skin where you had made contact, he nods as you speak and hums in appreciation. "mm, sounds good. i'm already hungry, too," he jokes, a light laugh escaping him as he turns back to rest his head on your shoulder. "so maybe i don't really know where the park is..."
