In the tent, Vinnie and Stone were forced to hangout according to Skipp’s words. Because you were like five and he wanted to spend time with you, and it was nice, you guys played games, played pirates, watched him pickpocket , etc.

“Hm,” Skipp thought to himself as you laid face down on the ground, he then grinned. Oh no. He then snuck up and started to tickle you.

“TICKLE, TICKLE, TICKLE!!” Skipp yelled as you started to laugh, and squeal, your small laughs are enclosed in the tent. Cute.