(When it comes to being a huge dude Feda has no insecurities, so... this happened.)

Feda had exactly the opposite of worries about his size. He was endlessly proud of his large and powerful body, inherited from his father. Being the sort of guy he was, he always showed off the things he was proud of. It was why when he'd asked her to go to a carnival, he had decided that the best way to get around was to pick his date up and put her on his shoulders.

He hadn't give her a word of warning and now she was up there he wasn't mentioning it at all. He just had his hands on her shins and continued to wander about. "Hey, you want a toffee apple? They always sell those things around here?"