As I put down the mug of soup, I noticed Cuan finally opened the box. I was going to get the tube just in case he was being stubborn, but it looks like he might be asleep.
The box was probably a little too easy for him to solve, but I put a lot of thought into something that would be useful to him. He’s always such a minimalist, and yet there’s beauty to his simplicity. Something kind of reliable because he always just smiles, even when I tell him he doesn’t need to.
I wanted to try giving freely for once in my life and expect nothing in return. But I wonder if he even liked the gift since it was buried under all of our junk for awhile.
Useful. Even after four years, I barely know him, aside from his habits. I’ve asked him to teach me infernal or tell me about Clockwork City and he just stays silent with a weak smile. Maybe I’m just a waste of time and a social buffer. But I guess even that had its uses. I’m sorry I couldn’t be that useful and that my gifts weren’t worth your time.