“I, sorry, I wasn’t, I mean I was, um looking, but not like”
Her hands clasped together infront of her. Pinching and pulling the palm of her hand with her fingers. Her eyes lost on his abs for another long second before looking up
“Slow. I’d slow you, down. I or um, you, should continue, without me”

In the most high pitch sound possible I answer "Link"
Quickly clearing my throat and trying again "You, you are Link. No, sorry. Ha'rin. I'm Harin."

My eyes keep darting between your eyes, your abs, and the lake that refuses to have a shark jump out and swallow me alive.

-Watching you as if you weren't just talking to me, then shaking my self awake-
"Um, no, you should, that, work out, good. Good, for, your body good, you! good for you to do that. The work out. Makes, good. For you. Keep that. Up. At it. the work out."

-Looking at the lake considering drowning-

Just being open about my lack of art skill. Thank you for letting me know