Arun gave the girl a grateful nod her way and thanked her again. "<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe next time I can get her name</span>." He thought to himself, remembering his mannerism and wanting to be polite, as he turned back. Letting his mind focus back with his sister. Arun kneeled down, his lower legs touching the grass first, and he placed a comforting hand on top of Rima's dark head. "I can see how roller-coasters aren't your thing?"<br/><br/>"Mmm-hmm." Rima's face was buried in her hands and legs. Not that she was crying anymore, but now catching her breath. Admittedly, her pride was hurt from this transaction occurring.<br/><br/>Her brother was concern maintain until he watched Rima's head lift off her knees. Her cheeks redden. She took this time to wipe the tears off and give her brother a determined stare. "Maybe I can get used to it especially if we're going to be flying on broom sticks?"<br/><br/>Arun chuckled lightly as he listened. He been going to this school for a few years, but was unaware if they could do that or not. "We'll see about that." He said as he picked up the candy from her pack back and pocketed in his pant's. He risen upon his feet, picking up his suitcase with one hand, and then using his other hand for an offer. His sister took his head and with his aid/weight Rima was back on her feet. Carrying her backpack with the support of her shoulders. Arun let go of her hand and led the way to the school, since they witness everyone else going inside.