I walk into a room and notice your tiny body on the ground. I sit over you, smiling at you for a minute. Then I start talking about how cute and helpless and tiny you are. Oooh! Tiny man! You can't run away from a giantess. No reason either, I am so nice! But I do wonder what you taste like. Don't run away! My hands are soft and I will always be so gentle with you... I stop myself from squishing you. I tell you to not be afraid again and again. I convince you that you are in great hands.