"Walker, why is your cloak so ragged? You need to take better care of it." Lisa saw the coal dust covered state Walker was in and found it very unsettling since she was the one who had made that cloak.
Feeling he had made a mistake by not cleaning up first and making sure the cloak was washed, Walker knew that he needed to use his trump card to make Lisa happy. It was time to compliment her, a lot.
"Well, I know that I have a very talented and beautiful younger sister who could repair any damage that could ever come to any piece of clothing I have." His words were sweet enough to give someone a stomach ache.
"I know better than to listen to you when you are trying to distract me from being angry." Lisa crossed her arms pretending to be really mad. However, the smirk on her face gave away her true feelings, that she was actually really happy to hear the compliments from her older brother.
