This hike is just, like, a walk? And that's ... kind of boring? Like, okay, sure, the trees are the color of fire and the sky is clear and bright blue and beautiful and it's all gorgeous? But, um, wow. Gonna need more than a Bob Ross painting to keep this child occupied. Nisha props her hand over her brow to scan the surroundings. Where's the adventure?

It takes a moment for the dots to connect, but she eventually spots just what she's looking for and with a skip in her step, she jogs to catch up with Tuesday. Nisha starts their interaction with a light, friendly elbow to Tuesday's side. Because that's just who she is. "I spy with my little eye," she says in a low whisper, nodding just off the path, to a pine tree of some sort with big, sturdy branches. "Something a little more challenging than a stroll." Nisha wiggles her eyebrows.