Mina rather liked being outside and making Tarek wait for her.   It was fun to see him stare at her as if it might make her move faster.    She finally ended up at his side, glancing back to the remaining few pets still in the yard.  One was a well muscled black girl who was shaved but was chasing the fuck out of a ball and doing all sorts of tricks.    She didn't know if she was American or not and she didn't bother to try.   What was the point?   She didn't know how to get home even if she did get away.    When Tarek started to talk she finally started to talk she turned only to see his hand being held outward.   Her gaze went from his hand to his face and then back to his hand.   Brows drew down faintly as he seemed to be waiting for her to do something.   She frowned and looked back up at him though when he ticked the leash it clicked.<br/><br/>She'd lifted her hand and hesitantly put her way too small hand in his, her fingers could only curl around two if she tightened her hand.<em>His hand is scary big.... he could squash my head with that thing....  but it's nice.  </em>When his hand closed around her own, she glanced up at him again since her fingers were curled over his pointer finger and middle finger and the rest of her wrist was snug in his hand.  It weirded her out a little bit because it was what she felt when she'd held the twin girl's hands.   It was a little unnerving to be perfectly honest, but she at least didn't pull her hand away.   She much having her hand wrapped in his massive paw than being dragged around.