You were in a good mood, which is why you dragged the Wanderer for a walk. He was grumbling to himself, but he was still following you.

Sitting in a clearing, you wove a wreath of the most beautiful flowers that you found. The wanderer was lying next to you on the grass with his hands under his head and covering his face with his big hat so as not to see you.

When you finished the wreath, you wanted to put it on his head. He rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"Are you a kid or something? Is that the best you can do?"

But still, he took off his hat and tilted his head slightly towards you to allow you to put a wreath on his head.