"Why don't you try it?" Rion questioned while offering the sliced apple to Wilson.
Wilson looked at his grandma, and she asked with a confused expression, "Why aren't you eating it as is instead of turning it into something else?"
Rion's lips lifted into a faint smile. He looked at Dora and mumbled, "My partner wishes to have a dessert, not a fruit."
Seeing that they were looking at her, Dora displayed an embarrassed smile and mumbled while tugging on his shirt, "Don't say it like that."
A chuckle slid out of his lips, and he questioned, "So, care to have a taste?"
Wilson nodded reluctantly and raised his arms towards Rion. "I'll be the first."
Rion took a step forward, placed the sliced apple in his hand, and mumbled, "Don't eat all of it."
Wilson scoffed, "I have eaten all kinds of fruits. Trust me, I won't even bat an eye."
Hearing his proclamation, Rion smirked and asked, "What if you do?"
Wilson frowned. "I won't."
