Cyrus frowned in displeasure.
"Do not be stubborn parrot, tomorrow is another day." He said this in an attempt to put sense into her head.
Sage sighed and moved her gaze to his face. "Does this mean that you are not having fun?" She asked, her voice low and her eyes welling up with tears.
Cyrus couldn't believe she was going to emotionally blackmail him again. He sighed exasperatedly. "I am having a good time, but you need to rest if your stomach hurts."
"It comes and goes, I will be fine." Sage said and smiled brightly, showing off her teeth, making him look at her in disbelief.
He chewed his lower lip before setting her on her feet. "What do you intend to do next?" He inquired, his gaze drawn to the frozen trees behind him.
"Make a snowman!" Sage responded enthusiastically.
"What?" Cyrus couldn't believe what he was hearing. "That is ridiculous." He expressed his thoughts with a small frown.
