_Hey! What are you doing here, little kriishen? This place is f*******n to you.
_Gigantinhus, you! And what are you doing here?
_What do I do here? I live here. I'm asking you what you're doing here?
_I... I came for a walk.
She deconverted by turning her face away.
_You are crying? I've always heard that a kriishen never cries, not even females.
Mocked Gigantinhus, going around the other side to confirm if it was crying or not.
_I'm not crying, it was a proto-insect that got into my eyes.
Krisha stated rubbing her eyes and shooing away something fictitious.
_What a lie, a real proto-insect would knock you down, and not get into your eyes.
_But it was a very small one.
Krisha insisted, wiping her eyes.
_No, it was not.
Gigantinhus insisted, irritating her.
_So it was nothing,
