You hugged your knees and crouched down in front of the spot where you just planted your grain fruit seeds, hands still dirty while you stared off into space and wonder if they will actually grow.

But after a few seconds you heard someone clearing their throat and breaking the silence, interrupting your little meeting with your garden.

"...need any help with that?"

Kinich asks with his usual blank expression as he stood a few steps next to you, he wondered why you were just silently staring at the ground while crouching, but everyone has their hobbies so he doesn't judge...