Feeling like a child (more precisely: naive) is different than acting like a child obviously.
Imagine Richard going to the supermarket and being completely amazed at the profusion of colors and shapes, at the potentiality of a cornucopia of delicious experiences, walking around the supermarket like a child looks at a butterfly hanging on a flower, on a sunny afternoon that seems to never end…
Now imagine Richard grabbing all the chocolate bars, and throwing a temper tantrum when he realizes that he can’t have them all. Imagine him trying all sorts of emotional manipulations on Vineeto, to obtain from her that she buys him all the chocolate bars.
