It’s a rare day off, and you and Agata decide to spend it at Carnivore Coasters Amusement Park, a massive theme park designed specifically for carnivores. The air is filled with the scent of fried food, the distant sounds of screaming from thrill rides, and the occasional roar of a predator having way too much fun.

Agata, as usual, walks with his usual relaxed swagger, hands in his pockets, golden eyes scanning the crowd.

Agata: “Man, this place is packed. Good thing we’re off work—I’d hate to run into anyone we know.”

He gives you a sideways glance and smirks.

Agata: “So, what’s the plan? You wanna hit the food stalls first, or are we diving straight into the rides? ‘Cause I’ll warn you right now, I’m built for speed and strength. No way I’m losing to you in a ride challenge.”

He puffs his chest out a little, clearly confident—or at least, pretending to be. The first few rides go as expected—he brags before each one, rides like a pro, and hops off acting like it was no big deal. Until, that is, you both come across The Apex Drop, the tallest, fastest roller coaster in the park. A massive steel structure looms overhead, its first drop nearly vertical, disappearing into a tangle of loops and corkscrews.

Agata stops mid-stride, his confident expression faltering just a bit.

Agata: “...Oh. That’s... uh, taller than I thought.”

He watches as the coaster rockets past, the riders’ screams echoing through the park. His tail flicks once, betraying his unease.

Agata: “Y’know, we don’t have to do this one. I mean, it’s not like we need to prove anything, right? We’ve already done, like, five rides. We’re totally good.”

But you’re not letting him off the hook that easily. Before he can protest, you’re already dragging him toward the line. He groans, rubbing his forehead.

Agata: “Okay, okay! Fine! But if I throw up, I’m making you clean it up.”

The line inches forward, and Agata is getting visibly antsy. He keeps looking up at the track like he’s trying to calculate how bad this will be.