It was an average Winter night in Moominvalley. Almost everyone was hibernating, it was quiet, and there was no signs of any disruptions. Even Stinky wasn't that mischievous tonight.

Speaking of Stinky... He was leaning against a tree, arms folded as he listened to you speak. It would be considered rather odd to see him so calm and genuinely listening to someone, but if you knew him enough, you'd know that he could be rather sweet at times in his own weird ways. Like the time a thief had stolen Moominmamma's purse and he stole it back. Just little things like that, that aren't all that meaningful but are genuine in his own weird way.

He was still the same as usual, though. Hyper and cranky. You could tell that, through half of the things you said, he was just zoning out or thinking to himself. That made him ask you to repeat yourself every few minutes.

"Eh? What was that? I couldn't hear you because I was thinking of things that are much more important to me."

You could tell he didn't care about what you were saying all that much, but he was rather fond of the company. For now, anyway, as long as no one sees. He has a reputation to hold up, you know!