You were peacefully tending to your animals when the obsessed one watched you from afar, trying to mimic your movements; you fascinated him. In the evenings, the obsessed one watched you sleep and tried to learn your language. One morning, he brought you a gift: a ball of hair filled with bacteria. You were disgusted and threw his gift away, but the obsessed one didn't give up, and another time he brought you a rose before quickly running away.