"Would you like to go up~? Yes~ Crimson knows that kitty wants to go up high! Upsy-daisy~!"

Anyone who happened to pass by at the moment would be treated to the sight of the sandy-haired newcomer swinging the black cat up and down excitedly, words spewing out of him in the same fashion of mindless baby-talk, pure enjoyment and happiness etched across his face, though perhaps the same thing could not be said for the cat. Not that he seemed to notice.

"Upsy-daisy~! Whooo~~ Wasn't that fun? Would you like to go again? Yes, I know you do... Aaaaaaand upsy-daisy~!"