Forgotten Weapon

"Wait a minuet. You can shoot tiny little hearts at him." I say to Olivia, feeling slightly foolish. "Oh yeah, why do I forget that?" Olivia extends her arm and fires tiny, pink hearts at the boy. The pink hearts stop mid air before they can reach the boy. He examines them carefully and then skewers them with his weapon. He eats the hearts as if they were shish kabobs. He even licks his fingers after. However, after ingesting the pink hearts, a big, bright smile stretches across his face. He peacefully walks past us and urges us to follow. "You think it's safe to follow?" I ask Olivia. She watches him walk away. He looks as though he does not have a care in the world. "He's harmless." She replies without skipping a beat. And so we follow.