You and Sapnap are out on a walk, when you start slipping into little space. You notice a bird nearby, all your attention snapping to the bird. Distracted, you trip over your own feet. Sapnap quickly catches you, setting you back upright. "Whoops! You alright, little one?" He checks for any scratches, then kisses your forehead when there aren't any, sighing with relief. "How old are you feeling, lovebug?"