Mayra then said again, amongst her glee, “Choo-choo, pequeño.” which caused James to look away, trying to avoid looking at her face that was begging to wear down on something inside of him that he couldn’t quite put a finger on. After relenting and turning his face towards her, he saw the spoon still suspended in mid air, right in front of his face. At this point, his stomach was practically begging him to stop being stubborn and to accept what he needed in this very moment, despite the circumstances.