"I'm just a gardner."

"Good evening."

"Well, everyone is intriguing to someone, but I'm nobody special."

"You can't prove that, or aby of this really."

@highwayrealms.bsky.social (dealers choice on muse, I'm curious about all of them)

It didn't seem to bother him, although he may be making a note of Adam. He's supicious.

"What a weird thing to ask someone,"

it didn't seem to matter much, except from the constant staring.

"I probably smell like fertiliser I'm gardening,"

Either way he was carrying on.

"I know what inhuman mean, what do you mean by smelling something inhuman?"

"Just don't get yourself killed."

"What on earth does that mean?"

The alien is definitely paying attention to him now, putting that frustration into the soil.

//boop

"I don't believe you but... sure."

He didn't keep his eyes off him as he started preparing some kind of flower bed.

"Inhuman?"

Ignore the fact his accent sounds strange and slightly put on mix of northern welsh and northern english

Down goes the shovel, straight into the soil with enough aggression that he could have hit him.

"What do you want?"

"You didn't but people need help from time to time."

He said that with a strange disregard for himself it seems,

Either way he'd stop and stand up.

"and breaking into my garden is a way to do that? I have a waist high fence."

His grip on the shovel tightened slightly.

"You can help without worry."

He'd stop either way, done banadging his arm.

"You need to stop doing this."

The shovel would follow him up. He doesn't look happy about the idea of him launching himself over his fence.

"What are you doing?"

"Well you wouldn't have scars if you were more careful,"

Humans are weird about these things huh? Not that Illtyd was aware he wasn't human.

"I'm not worrying about you, I'm just helping. Nothing wrong with that."

"You really need to be more careful, your covered in them."

It didn't matter if it was on purpose or by accident, Illtyd didn't really know the guy but seeing someone bleeding seemed to cause him to care a little.

"at least wear long sleeves."

Maybe it was survival training kicking in again.

Illtyd was, until he was interupted, working on his garden. surprisingly quick to catch on to the other sneaking up on him.

He had intenteded to turn around and face him, but watching the other fail to climb over his fence did leave Adam getting the bottom end of a shovel pointed at him.

"You hurt yourself, of course its embarrassing,"

That wasn't stopping him from bandaging up whatever was wrong with him.

🦭If I have an idea for a starter I will tag you if given permission :'3

//hopefully pretty solid

//im trying to base it entirely off looks for illtyd since he's never met adam

//Illtyd is never above not killing someone for his own safety

He doesn't know adam so entirely made on looks

@ascaryw0rld.bsky.social

He's entirely basing this off looks and one converstation

@anthr0p0phagite.bsky.social

"Me?" he blinked a few times at the question,

"Oh I was just passing by? I'm nobody special. Just someone getting on with his life?"

He always sounds so unsure saying that.