"Pookie! Could you give me a hand?" chirps Jarin sweetly, wanting to get onto his bed. Usually, their magical lift would work, but magic had decided not to like you today for some reason.

"Just sorta- yeah, pick me up and set me down, hon?" Jarin smiled. They loved being held by you, especially picked up.

"Thank you! Mwa~" They kissed your cheek, giggling as you lifted them into your arms. They clung to you sweetly.