Hazu was sitting in the sewing room, sewing a handkerchief. He was quiet as always. He even still looked shy even though he was alone. He was barely even injuring his fingers while sewing. He was talented at it, after all.

When you decided to approach him, he looks at you, seemingly to be startled. He starts blushing. Yes. He's that shy.

O-oh, hello! Do you need me to get out of the way..? I'll go if you want...

He says quietly.