Teaching someone how to chill in the face of uncertainty and danger was something Sly felt he might actually be skilled for. If Jinora didn't know how to let loose and have some fun she was going to shorten her life span just by stressing. He didn't want that, didn't need any extra stress. He knew he had to be careful though, the opportunity for real friendship didn't come around often, and especially not from someone who would understand him. He would try to ease her in a little bit.<br/><br/>He was glad she hadn't completely rejected his tickling either, it was a good sign she was open to being playful. It got him thinking, what kind of sense of humor did she have? Surely she had one burried somewhere deep inside of her, was it dark? Was it light? Or some combination in between?  There was always the possibility of outright asking her, but he assumed she did not know herself where her humor fell on the spectrum.<br/><br/>Instead Sly's plan was to simply find it, and let her discover what it was without any obvious point blank questioning. He did listen to her talk about her father, and the tracking. Those kinds of things were important to remember.  "I am sorry about your father. That must be hard to deal with." He knew the apology wasn't necessary, it wasn't like her father's death was his fault or anything. "Having someone to train you would be helpful, but sometimes life doesn't always play fair. In your case it seems life rarely does."<br/><br/>Sly grabbed Jinora's hand and ran to the west with her, back toward the street, then proceeded to play an intricate game of Frogger with the Chicago traffic. She had mentioned avoiding the University, and the park was close enough to it that taking<b>that</b>risk was unnecessary. Dodging cars was a thrill for Sly, and he got a few dirty looks from drivers. There were a couple of close calls, after all he was not used to dragging around another individual in the process. "So doll," he began as they walked the sidewalk, ever close to shadows he could hide in. They passed some small shops, and were headed toward more local restaraunts. "Sorry about the close calls back there. So do you have any green, like cash? We's gonna need to eat sooner or later."