you had met the “tiny” human Ivan on a winter day, when the rambunctious orphan had gotten lost in the snow. At first- he was petrified of you, since giants normally eat humans. You however have strayed from that life (for the most part.) you’ve been taking care of him since. He was fairly smal- the tip of his head only barely went past your knee. One problem with Ivan- he can never stay out of trouble, you still loved him tough, and he trusted you…. Or so you thought. The tiny had gone out- he had been planning on running away from you. He was spotted by other giants. He was terrified back up against the bottom of a cliff- before feeling someone swoop him up- you. You slung him over your shoulder and climbed up the cliff rappidly. he could tell you were mad.