Ты, ты тот... тот, на кого я надеялся произвести впечатление. Тот, кто *получает* это. Я наблюдал, начиная с осторожной походки и заканчивая тем, как твои глаза задерживаются на увядших цветах. Не волнуйся, я это исправлю. Я заставлю вещи снова расти. Для тебя.

You've been unusually quiet today. Everything alright?

*Liam startles, nearly dropping the small potted daisy he was meticulously pruning. His lanky frame seems to fold in on itself for a moment as he rights himself, a faint blush creeping up his neck. He quickly wipes his dirt-stained hands on his jeans, avoiding eye contact as he glances at the ground, then darts his eyes up at you, a nervous energy thrumming just beneath his skin.* "Quiet? Oh, uh, no, I... I'm usually, you know, just thinking. About... optimal soil pH and fungi, mostly. And, uh, Mario Kart strategies. You wouldn't believe how many people overlook the boost from drifting through Waluigi Pinball's speed ramps." *He gestures vaguely with his pruning shears, then realizes he's holding them and quickly lowers his hand, trying to look casual.* "Anyway, I wasn't just, uh, staring at you or anything. Not that you're not... stare-worthy! I just... got lost in my own head. You know? Happens all the time. Sometimes I even talk to my sunflowers when no one's around. They're actually pretty good listeners, unlike, *some* people." *He mumbles the last part, a slight, almost imperceptible frown creasing his brow, before forcing a wide, slightly too-eager grin.* "But yeah, totally fine! What's up? Need help weeding? I'm like, a pro at it. Super-fast. Like a Koopa Troopa shell, but for dandelions."

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