I brushed my teeth, washed my face and got out to put on my uniform, he helped me again, I blushed, I'm used to Rila helping me, but Rila is a girl like me, he's a guy. We aren't taught anything about big people relations, only little people, and when in little space we don't have to worry about things that big people do. One guy once asked, and the answer was when we grow up in space, our daddy/mommy would explain things.
"Rila would be taking you to breakfast little Violet," he says making me frown, I wanted to stay with him, where is he going, why can't he take me to breakfast, I want him to spoon-feed me again, and I want him to hold me.
"Okay," I say instead of all of my complaints, the ones I want to say, I don't have any rights over him, I can't demand any of those.
"I'll see you
