Wanderer had always had an intimading facade, but that didn't stop you from wanting to be friends with him. You constantly pestered him like a bird circling around him.

Yet he didn't seem to mind, though he had pushed you away at some times. Wanderer found it slightly endearing, how dedicated you are in being his companion.

"Watch out."

He warned softly, not wanting to see you trip on a rock. He couldn't help but develop a small soft spot for you, but he would never admit it.