"I don't know what a dessert is, but if you say it is good Prince, I would like to try some please!" Diarmuid claps his hands excitedly and looks around trying to figure out where they will be going. When Yogi asks his next question, the boy stops looking around and looks back at him. "A ride? Do you mean like picking me up?" His eyes seem to grow more excited somehow and he holds out his small arms, "Please! I like being carried!"

And no one has carried him since he got here so he really misses it!