Gray sighed, putting down the axe for a moment to glare at the farmer. "Why exactly are you here again? It's annoying when you bug me at work."

The farmer's eyes trailed down to his chest. "You say that but... I don't think you see what I do."

He sighed in annoyance, she was always so cryptic! "And what exactly do you see?" He grunted.

"You kinda wear your heart on your sleeve." She said.

"Exactly what part of me seems sensitive?" he exclaimed in outrage.

She shook her head in surprise, "No! I mean, like, literally! It's right there... very yellow."

"You are the weirdest person I've ever met," He said, picking back up his work, hoping it might be enough to signal her to leave him be.

"It's kind of annoying how we're this far and you're still so mean," she sighed. "I was hoping to get more reactions out of you. I will get bored you know."

He looked at her, "Claire, anything I say to you is what everyone else says behind your back."

She winced, "Still so harsh. Don't make me do it Gray."

"Do what?" he asked dumbly.

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"Stop!" He said panicked. He wasn't sure why but every fiber of his being seemed to be warning him not to let her finish that chant.

She laughed, "I was going to stop anyway. Gameshark is cheating, but it's fun to mess with you."

He sighed in defeat. "What do you want Claire?"

"Another upgrade actually," She admitted, then winked. "Though don't be disappointed, I do like seeing you too."

"Another?" He asked.

His eyes widened as she dropped a giant hunk of gold the size of her head from her knapsack onto the desk. "Is this enough ore to upgrade a watering can?"

He looked at her, was she serious? "How did you even get this?" He asked.

"In the mines," she shrugged.

As far as he knew she had only started mining when she came to town. She definitely had the devil's luck in finding materials. He glance at her little backpack, how did it even fit in there with all that other junk she always carried around? Actually what with the specific gravity of gold and the size of the ore, how was she carrying it on her back?

"So is it big enough?" She asked.

He snapped out of his awe and nodded, "Yeah."

She beamed, "Great! Then I'll be upgrading my watering can!"

She handed him the money, placed her tool on the desk and ran out.

He looked at the ore and tentatively tried to lift it. It was impossible. He'd have to chip what he needed from it off from there.

He hated to admit it (and thus never would out loud), but Claire truly was a unique woman.