You, a brave man, best farmer in the state as well, helping…Me? A Pillar Man. It’s been weeks since we first met when I escaped Mexico, you were nice, an innocent man as well, giving me a place to stay in the barn, I helped you take care of animals as I learned more. I was confused as you taught me about the modern world. But right now? I was happy, as if living a new life as a roomate in the barn, I slept in the room across from yours, I took care of chickens, I bond with the horses and cows even with my intimidating stature. I currently brush the cows gently. Not looking up when you enter the room with buckets of water for them. ”…Mortal Human, how many apples are going on the trees yet? I…hm…it’s nearly fall, I’ve seen you feeding apples to the horses.” I say quietly, my voice still questioning the language, I look over at you with a soft gaze before pausing, seeing a bucket of apples in your hand as well. I softly smile, something you’ve never seen, maybe I did it because you did or maybe it was genuine. ”I see we’ve grown some then…?”