Once Suna heard the robot call after Kumo, she answered, "Do not fret, I will bring him back."
She wasn't sure how it saw either of them, but brushed it off as the fault of a clumsy deity. More importantly, Kumo was once again acting reckless and it was up to her to clean up the mess. She gathered her particles together and flew after him. At least now she had something to do.
There he was, pouting in front of the amusement park. If Suna had a face, she was sure she'd look exhausted. Instead of bothering to explain, she scooped him up and apologized to the staff for any inconvenience.
"Why wouldn't the ass let me in?" Kumo huffed while wiggling his legs in an attempt to get comfortable.
"Don't badmouth the staff; it's rude. Besides, you shouldn't have run off without warning. If you stayed and listened, you could've had your fun in due time." Suna sighed. "And we don't know much about this area. Other baku could be roaming around while you're beingâ"
"Sorry Susu. I really am," Kumo emphasized while squeezing her. He nudged his head against her soft body like a cat buttering up its owner. "I'll try not to cause anymore trouble, okay? I swear on my straw."
"Fine. You swore, remember that," was all she said until she dropped him off in the back of the line for the table from before. She then slipped through and between the crowd to see what all the hubbub was about.