[For just some moments, it feels as if time stops. A curious thing, that. Maybe it's just her. Maybe it's the way he's looking at her. A part of her thinks that perhaps he's looked at her that way before. A part of her is inclined to find recognition in it. Another part has probably put that aside several times, likely out of a sense of denial. And denial, itself, can be quite the powerful thing.

Time continues, or at least feels a little more normal when he speaks up again.]

Oh. Huh. Well...

[What was she doing when he interrupted her again? She almost can't quite recall and that might just be a consequence of his companionship.]

I'm not sure you want to be carrying any of the stuff I was lifting. It's a little heavy. Besides, I've got it under control. And I'm not really good at growing plants or taking care of them, though I do like them. [At least, she's always admired the ones outside of Autelina.] If you need me to carry any soil or anything like that for you somewhere, I can do that.