Turning again, she watched him as he descended, though was a bit confused by what he meant.

Then, as she glanced down, she remembered the handkerchief she was holding. And slowly walking up to him, she held it out for him to take.

It was a sky blue handkerchief, folded in a small, neat rectangle. On one side, the name "Cinnamon "was stitched in brown, with a stitched carrot at the end of the name.