After a nice nap and another round of snowball fighting, I went into the living room and turned on the television. Human news wasn't exciting, nor was Shiney's favourite program, the Food Network, but Discovery Channel had something interesting on...
I was slowly lulled by the description of the latest type of moon rover, being developed somewhere by some scientist. Someone else walked in, and I barely gave a thought about who it was until they sat down on the other couch.
"Hey," she said. "I'm Kaiari." She looked at me, smiled, and turned her attention to the television. "How old are you?" she asked.
Sighing, I replied, "Ten."
"You're short, shorty."
"I know, don't remind me." I said this with a hint of ice in my tone.
Mechanically, she turned her head back to the television.
"Sorry, shorty," she replied.