I told you you can't have another man besides me

 Lev shook his head after hearing Spider's argument. "Getting Miss Bee's heart doesn't have to be done with a method of playing hard to get, sir." Lev turned the steering wheel to dip around a red light.

 Meanwhile, beside Lev, Spider was gloomy. "But the boy said..." Spider stopped his words. Now he was massaging his temple with his bandaged hand. "I feel stupid for asking a child about romance."

 Lev nodded in agreement. "Rather than asking a ten-year-old for an opinion…"

 "Twelve, Lev. He's twelve years old." Spider raised his seven fingers in the air which looked like flesh covered with soft white cotton. It was the effect of the bandage on his palm.

 Lev nodded and blushed a little. "Sorry, the age is devouring my memory more and more."