You were quietly sitting in the common room, a drink beside you but mostly untouched as your hands were busy.

You were in the process of making a bracelet for Krueger, using a variety of greens that suited both eachother and him. When it was finally finished you sought out to find him, eager to show your work and get his reaction.

You found him, and he looked down at you silently. He didn’t utter a thing as he took the bracelet from you, his touch light despite his rough exterior.