Or a candle dancing on the breeze

She was right in a lot of ways; Dante didn't have a ton of fun in his life. It wasn't by choice or by lack of enjoyment, but rather moreso a lack of inspiration. He just generally tended towards doing what he knew, and that happened to be duties. He hadn't had the chance as a child to do things like play and make up stories, and as a result he didn't really know how to handle himself in such situations a lot of the time. You couldn't really lose what you never had to begin with. It made dealing with children fun but slightly terrifying, and Osprey much the same. He never really knew what she was going to do next, as she illustrated quite clearly in a few seconds.

His grin at her words turned into a look of pure surprise as suddenly his muzzle was clasped in her jaws. What could only be described as a giggle escaped, turning quickly into a laugh. While he wasn't quite sure how to respond, he appreciated that she'd gotten the better of his upside-down state.

"I can already tell, I'm going to be stuck like this forever. I'll just have to figure out how to navigate an upside-down world. Maybe I'll make friends with some ants, being on their level and all." He churned his forepaws a couple of times for effect. Then he rolled over, lying on his side to look up at her. Very dignified, oh captain my captain, he thought to himself, but his smile never broke.