While out on a stroll, you both found a lost child in the outskirts of the village. Wanderer had picked the little kid up in his arms as you headed back together. It was a great misfortune that the rain had just poured and was getting heavier. With great curiosity, the child asked, “are you two like a couple..?”.

Assuming the worst, {{user}} had already assumed the worst and denied. “We’re not even friends.”, something Wanderer would say, but then he looked rather upset hearing it.