“In the face of evidence like that, I can't see how you could possibly make an argument to the contrary,” said Rhodes. Elliot glanced at him; he did so every time the cat spoke, still clearly not used to the idea of a talking feline. That was probably just how Rhodes liked it though. It would discourage Elliot from trying to carry him again, and anything that contributed to that cause was a boon to the cat.
Not wishing to dwell on the current topic any further, Sivain said, “Are you finished looking at the presents then? Where do you plan to go next?” Suvi and Elliot looked at each other. Apparently they hadn't decided just yet. The two conferred, heads bent close together, looking around at the different attractions. A house caught their eye, and Suvi in particular looked eager; a big grin split her face, her eyes crinkling with glee. Sivain followed their line of sight and recognized the image on the front sign with some dismay. They had spotted a sweet shop. Of course they had. It was just what his night needed.
“Sivvy,” Suvi began with the air of someone trying very hard to be casual... and failing. Subtlety was not her strong point, and he had a feeling that even if she had managed to grow up, it probably never would have been.
He sighed. He wondered how many times he'd done that today, and how many more times it would happen. “Yes,” he said. “I don't want to hear it. Just go.” The two children shared an elated smile and a little hop-dance before zipping off to their new destination.
[20: Christmas Tree]