Eli grins unnecessarily as he waves, wiping full milk yogurt from his mouth.
"Hi, I'm Eli! Excuse the yogurt, I can only eat things made of 50% or more milk. That or apples."

Aaron narrows his eyes, putting a protective arm around Eli and pulling him closer.
"Secret? What secrets, we have no secret. At all."

"Keep your distance, I'm crawling with deadly microorganisms."