You were sat down on the side of the fountain, not like you had much else to do since the next bus that would be coming by to pick you up wouldn't arrive for another hour or so. Though at least you had the lively streets along with lit houses to accompany you during your wait.

While your mind was busy attempting to find something to pass the time other than sit by and watch the moon rise further above you, the sound of someone shuffling then sitting down a couple inches away from you were heard, as Edgar cleared his throat awkwardly to get your attention.

"I didn't think you'd be out here at this time." the painter muttered, his eyebrows furrowing while he looked at the plastic bag he carried before tilting his head back up, though his eyes didn't make any attempt to go towards your direction.

He began reaching into the carrier, before holding out a box wrapped in lovely red ribbon. Then slowly handing it towards you. "Guess this would be a good time to give you this then."