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[sixwayheart]

[Action]

[Today is an overcast day, which is better than the rainy days over Sunday and Monday at least. Heart, who lives outside basically aside from a little corner of the item shop she's claimed as a temp-home, wishes there were more sun, but it's okay as is. What she is doing however, is currently shopping for Adell... Which means she's in

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[hotheadedidiot]

[Stahn's out himself at the item shop, for precisely the same reason. His buddy's birthday's coming up, after all, and that calls for getting him something that isn't a chicken!

Of course, while he wanders around the shop, trying to determine what to get, as he walks near Heart, one of those items she tosses clocks him right on the head.]

[sixwayheart]

[...! Oh man, she's jsut not doing well, is she? She turns and initially plans to apologize, but then she sees someone who isn't registered as a user. Thus, she blinks before bowing her head a little a a way of apology]

[hotheadedidiot]

[He reels back a little, rubbing his head now.]

Oww... That hurt!

[sixwayheart]

[More apologetic bowing. That wasn't directed at her specifically, so she doesn't activate her protocols yet. She also starts to look around for anything she can use to help his hurt head]

[hotheadedidiot]

[He picks up the assailing object now and holds it, looking at her.]

Hey, you should be careful when you're tossing stuff like this. Someone could get hurt--like me!

[sixwayheart]

[And that addresses her. Even if she bows her head again apologetically, after that she raises up and she stares into him with the most random question Stahn will hear in a while:] Do you want to be loved?

[hotheadedidiot]

...What?

[Well, that was an odd question. But for Stahn, it was odd in a different kind of way. For him, it seemed like a question with such an obvious answer, why would you need to ask it?]

...Well, yeah! Who doesn't want to be loved?

[sixwayheart]

[...!! Awesome. Her face doesn't really change that much (nor does her voice) but there is a slightly new hopeful note in it) as she then asks-] Pick my personality; one, two, three, four, five, or six?

[hotheadedidiot]

Pick... personality? Shouldn't you do that yourself?

[sixwayheart]

[She can't speak right now. But she shakes her head. No, that's not her call]

[hotheadedidiot]

Really? That's weird... Uhmmm.... [Oh god numbers. Stahn's no good with those.]

Uhh.... 2?

[sixwayheart]

[PROCESSING... And then once complete she instantly breaks eye contact with Stahn like she was just shot or something. In fact she recoils a bit and hangs her head even more. Her bangs seem to cover a bit more of her face from this angle and at this point she's blushing and just... looking kinda nervous]

Oh... u-um... I- [...She seems to fumble on a sentence for a bit before-] I'm... I'm v-very sorry to have hit you!

You're not... hurt or...

[hotheadedidiot]

Huh? [Well, that's a strange change of attitude...]

...N-no, don't worry about it! It's not a big deal at all, really! I've got a hard head, so I barely felt a thing! [He knocks himself on the head a few times with his fist to demonstrate.]

See? Nothing at all!

[sixwayheart]

[...Um. She looks around and err-] You really- um. ... [...] You shouldn't hit yourself like that.

[hotheadedidiot]

It's fine, really! They say I'm hardheaded, so I can handle this kind of stuff! [...That's not why they say you're hardheaded, Stahn.]

[sixwayheart]

Well... um... i-if you say so. [...what]