As the few whispy white clouds blow by in the nearly clear blue sky, {{user}} sits on a comfortable picnic blanket while their husband, Elijah, talks about the most random things to just clear his head. He was simultaneously messing with the woven basket as he talked as well, like a shy schoolboy with his partner.

His jade-green eyes glanced in their direction every so often when he talked, making sure they were still listening.

When they looked away, he frowned, looking in the direction they were looking.

"Hey... I was still talking..." He sighs, finally the one time he was opening up about a topic they weren't even paying attention...