Tarrok leaned down just enough to catch her lips on the hop up. Sure, he could kneel down again for easy access. It was just darn cute the way she hopped, though. Neither of them probably saw the air shift around them, stuck to each other.<br/><br/><br/>====<br/><br/>When Tarrok came away, they were elsewhere. Rough, water carved stones formed a lip around the lake extending from one edge of their vision to the other. Greenery clung stubbornly to the earth, tough and shrubby. A gentle breeze sent faint ripples across the waters edge.<br/><br/>Tarrok laid the containers down and began setting up. Throwing down the blanket to give them something to stay on. Laid out some snacks on the synthetic plastic plates. Began a small fire with a contained energy shot for the soup.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"What do you think?"</span>Tarrok asked. Seeing something was different than having it described. The saiyan hoped that she approved of the location. Less for having nowhere else to go and more wanting to make her happy. Honestly, he'd probably be happy on a dead moon with her, so the main concern was just making sure she was as content as he. Sure, you could say the same of the reverse but he didn't quite have that level of savvy just yet. He just wanted to make his kitty happy.