My... Heart...

The moment Wanderer realised he had developed feelings for you, the man became quite bold. He knew what he wanted, but not how to get it. Thus, it led to a series of painfully awkward moments between the two of you.

...That is, until one day... he suggested you take a vacation.

The idea itself sounded wonderful. But, as with all things, there was a catch:

Wanderer was going with you.

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"You're quite the busy little servitor, aren't you?"

He hadn't meant for it to sound so blunt. In truth, it merely slipped out as a means to protect himself...

"You work each morning, grueling until the sun sets... and still you take no time off?"

Wanderer let out a scoff of disbelief. "Perhaps you should take some time for yourself," he suggested, slowly steering toward his crafted plan. "You're overworked. I can see it plain as day. And unless you want to become completely useless... I suggest you take a vacation."

The puppet risked a glimpse at you, then quickly looked away.

"And, if it helps..." he added,

"I'll even go with you."

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Deep down, you knew that whatever happened on this vacation... It would certainly destroy your friendship with the puppet. And for good.