Talan looked at the flowers, not knowing what to think about this girl who spoke so fast, and he suddenly felt very plain and simple.
Like so many other times, he wished he had not lived the life he did, but there was no point thinking more about that. Instead he began hanging the flowers up, helping Delia as she wished. When her flow of words stopped, he looked down in the ground and said:
"I'm Talan, as you may know. Eh, the helper around here. And I also make sure nobody's messing around, you know, keep 'em in line and such."
After this introduction, he didn't know what to say, nor did he dare to lift his gaze and look at her. Finally, he took another bundle of flowers and hang them up on the rail.
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