"Aah!" Peter scrabbles at her palm with his thumbs in a panic as he feels himself get pulled up and off by one foot. He twists in the air for a moment or two before his other grasping foot finds the stick and grabs on tight.

It takes him a moment or two to stop shaking with fear and anger and to realize that actually, yes, he is more comfortable this way. Rather than acknowledge that she did right, though, he chooses to answer her first question. "I'd give you rabies," he tells her, sulking.