"Bonjour, comment allez-vous?"

Someone took his time to greet you, the Timekeeper, while on a casual stroll. It was a boring day, so you decided to join him to enjoy his chivalric company.

"Dost thou actually enjoy someone's presence?"

Someone placed his metallic gloves on his... invisible nape, awkwardly rubbing it. After that statement, he began to walk a bit slower, hoping to match your pace. The silence began to creep in, while someone was politely waiting for your response.