Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
It was a fine day at the beach for Purnie's game—but his new friends played very rough! Purnie ran laughing and shouting through the forest until he could run of brothers and parents, there was nothing now to stop him from going With everything around him in a state of perfect tableau, Purnie If only the days weren't so short! he thought. There was so much to see and so little time. It seemed that everyone except him had seen the wonders of the beach country. The stories he had heard from his brothers and their friends had taunted him for as long as he could remember. So many times had he heard these thrilling tales that now, his fifth birthday? He ran along feeling sorry for four-year-olds, and Purnie had stopped time, the bees—like all the other creatures he He chose to ignore the negative maxim that "small children who stop time without an adult being present, may not live to regret it." He chose, instead, to picture the beaming praise of family and friends when they learned of his brave journey. exploded into towering white spray while others were poised in smooth orange curls waiting to start that action. And there were new friends everywhere! Overhead, a flock of spora were frozen in a steep glide, preparatory to a beach landing. Purnie had heard of these playful creatures many times. Today, with his brothers in school, he would have the pets all to himself. Further down the the spot where Purnie now stood. Some distance behind them were eight of munching seaweed. "Hi there!" Purnie called. When he got no reaction, he remembered that "Hi there!" he called again but now his mental attitude was that he expected time to resume. It did! Immediately he was surrounded by the dew of acid that floated from the spray, and he saw his new friends with continuing sureness. It was time itself that Purnie had stopped, The tripon thought Purnie's feat was superb. It stopped munching long Purnie ran from pillar to post, trying to see and do everything at "Hi there, wanna play?" Purnie's invitation got nothing more than The animals stopped so suddenly that Purnie nearly tangled himself in it's your expedition all the way. But you hired me to get you here with the best crew on earth, and that's just what I've done. My job isn't over yet. I'm responsible for the safety of the men while we're here, and for the safe trip home." "Precisely. And since you're responsible, get 'em working. Tell 'em to bring along the flag. Look at the damn fools back there, playing in the ocean with a three-legged ostrich!" wild animals or worse, and here we are surrounded by quaint little creatures that run up to us like we're long-lost brothers. Let the men will you get this bug-eyed kangaroo away from me!" Purnie shrieked with He gave up trying to stay with them. Why did they move so fast, anyway? What was the hurry? As he sat down and began eating his lunch, three now!" When the three animals went back to join the rest of their group, the first two resumed walking. Purnie followed along. When they stopped, Purnie stopped. At first he had been interested in the strange sounds they were making, but as he grew used to them, and as they in turn ignored his presence, he hopped alongside chattering to himself, content to be in their company. He heard more of these sounds coming from behind, and he turned to see Purnie saw one of the animals hovering around him with a little box. Thankful for the attention, he stood on his head. "Can you do this?" He was overjoyed at the reaction. They all started making wonderful noises, and he felt most satisfied. suppose—" By now they had formed a widening circle around him, and he was hard they can reproduce themselves, of course! There must be thousands of these creatures around here someplace. And to think of those damn fools flocking to me. How about it, Benson—does pioneering pay off or doesn't it?" Purnie was tired. First the time-stopping, then this. While this day had brought more fun and excitement than he could have hoped for, the strain was beginning to tell. He lay in the center of the circle happily exhausted, hoping that his friends would show him some of their own tricks. Purnie sat up to watch the show. Purnie took in these sounds with perplexed concern. He sensed the Never before had he felt this fleeting twinge that made him want to protect himself. He watched the animals huddle around the box on the beach, their attention apparently diverted to something else. He wished now that he had not run away he felt he had lost his chance to join in their fun. into the little crowd. "I've got my lunch, want some?" The party came to life once more. His friends ran this way and that, and at last Purnie knew that the idea was to get him into the box. The pang in his leg was nothing: Purnie's misery lay in his confusion. transverse waves back to one of the two-legged animals. Purnie dragged hissing sound whenever Purnie was near. These things told him nothing. torn between leaving and staying. What an odd place, this ocean with a feeling of deep sorrow. How he wished he were down there playing with them. But he knew at last that theirs was a game he didn't fit When Purnie started time again, the animal with the noose stood in spot where Purnie had been standing. did you do with him?" Purnie moved across the top of the rockpile for a last look at his distance to the sand. Purnie fell back onto solid ground, horrified at "I didn't mean it!" Purnie screamed. "I'm sorry! Can't you hear?" He Purnie worked his way down the hill, imploring them to save themselves. Purnie could wait no longer. The tides were all but covering one of the tugged the animal up to the sand. Through blinding tears, Purnie worked as his friends' safety was concerned. No matter what their condition of life or death was at this moment, it would stay the same way until a new position. Purnie whimpered in black misery as he surveyed the him. For Purnie, this would be death. If he had to lose consciousness, the oceans would roll again and his friends would move about. But he wanted to see them safe. Then, without knowing exactly when it happened, his mind took command.... His friends came to life. The first one he saw stir lay on his stomach and pounded his fists on the beach. A flood of relief settled over Purnie as sounds came from the animal. Benson!" "Are you men all right?" "I know, I know. Now get hold of yourselves. We've got to round up the laughing. I can't tell which." "We'll have to get him. Miles, Schick, come along. Forbes! You all he'll either kill himself or one of us. Tie his hands and take him back to the ship. We'll be along Purnie opened his eyes as consciousness returned. Had his friends gone? he saw that they were leaving, marching away in groups of two and three, the weak helping the weaker. As they disappeared around the curving shoreline, the voices of the last two, bringing up the rear far behind the others, fell faintly on his ears over the sound of the surf. You know. Make sure we haven't left anyone." "No need to do that. They're all ahead of us. I've checked." As Purnie lay gathering strength for the long trek home, he saw through had become familiar. Purnie paid little attention to the antics of his friend he was beyond understanding. He wondered what they would say at home when he returned. Purnie's ears as the creature turned slowly and called in different shadow was cast around the animal. With foggy awareness, Purnie watched Purnie's eyes stared, without seeing, at the panorama before him. The white square floating on the ocean. Across it, the last thing Purnie

<question>:
What is the relationship like between Purnie and his new friends?

<options>:
A They don't get along at all
B Purnie likes his new friends more than they like him
C His new friends like Purnie more than Purnie likes them
D They all get along well

<answer>:

B