[Well. Good. Because as cute as she is, his heart is reserved for someone else, thank you very much. He'll curtly wave her over, an invitation for her to sit down nearby, and he sets his sketchbook in the grass beside him. At least he looks less like a guilty weirdo now.]
So what're you out here for? [It's only fair that he returns the question. Not that he really answered her before. But whatever.]
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So what're you out here for? [It's only fair that he returns the question. Not that he really answered her before. But whatever.]