"Come on, Jel. It should not be that easy." Osbert said, laying on the ground as Jel sat down on his back, holding his hand behind him.
"Many people tend to underestimate me when it comes to physical strength," Jel said, casually sitting on Osbert's back as the man-made no attempt to struggle out of his grasp. "They think that I am nothing without my magic, you know?"
"I took you seriously," Osbert said, still laying on the ground, a slight smile on his face as he felt Jel's hand trace along his arms, goosebumps coming all along his arm.
"I know honey. But not seriously enough." Jel said, raising his eyebrow at him. "You would hesitate every time you feel like you have to hit me. Just think of me as an enemy."
"How can I do that, Jel?" Osbert asked, furrowing his brows at Jel. "Whether it is by pretend or anything else, I know that I am not going to be able to be able to see you as an enemy in any way."