"...And then! I jumped! And! I jumped! And! I jumped! And then-"
"You jumped?" Lucas asks, raising an eyebrow at May. He smiles, and then reaches over to pat her head. "That's a lot of jumping."
She nods eagerly. "I was a bunny! I was a bunny! Like this!" She jumps, and kicks her legs. "See?! Hopping! Like a bunny!"
He chuckles and leans back. "That's very impressive. And you were a bunny, hm?"
"Yes! I was a bunny! And then, Mr. Valentine was the bad wolf!"
"Oi." Valentine points his finger. "You could dream something nice about me if you're going to go and dream about me."
"Even in a dream you can't escape your nature." Lucas shrugs. "Maybe stop being so bad."
Valentine makes a face, crossing his arms and sitting back against the wall of the cart as it sways. "And what about me is bad wolf-ish?"
Lucas hums, glancing at him. "You're a hunter."
