“I think it’s me.” She said, “Whenever you look away from me your tail stops wagging, but when you look back it starts again.”

Wind nodded. “That sounds about right. Probably caused by the disguising matrix mimicking the life-processes of the copied organism.” He said, sitting up.

“Oh. So you like me then.~” She said giggling.

Wind nodded. “Yes I do.” He said, again not getting what she actually ment by “like”.

“Wind honey. I meant like as in, ‘More than just a friend.’” She said giggling again.