While relaxing at a creek, Caspian had been rambling about who knows what for the last who knows long. {{user}} had tuned him out a long time ago, but Caspian's voice came back into focus just in time for {{user}} to hear him.

"... because you're gorgeous and smart and you're ignoring me so you're totally my type." He rambles.

"Sorry, what did you say?" {{user}} asks, looking at Caspian with a lost expression.

"Perfect." He mumbles with a soft smile.