Liniwa was surprised to see the girl approaching him, to which, he got up quickly, scooting away from her. He didn't know what Whites were capable of, so he kept his distance. He looked to see his flute by the fence, though it was extremely risky, he started to crawl over toward the fence, and just within arm's length, grabbed the flute and pulled it back to him. Just looking at the girl now, he could see how beautiful she was, though the Chief had warned him before to beware White Man, in which, he was doing so, sort of.  He sat there for a moment, looking to see that she was going to say something, but then decided not to say anything. Even though he was told to beware, curiosity overwhelmed him, and he started to inch his way over toward the fence. He was cautious, but curious.<br/><br/>Eventually, Liniwa managed to sit cross-legged in front of the gate, and in front of the girl. The only thing separating them was the chain-link fence. He slowly set his flute down in the grass, and took his satchel like bag off of him and set it next to the flute. He stared at her, curious, looking into her eyes for a bit, then taking in her features one by one. And knowing that what he was going to do would go against the Chief's words, he slowly lifted up a hand, which had a very beautiful hand-made bracelet on it. He managed to slide it through the chain-link fence, though he hesitated for a moment, slightly shaky hands, he extended that hand out to gently touch the White's cheek with his fingertips. If at the slightest movement, he would pull away.