"Huh…" Alize was sitting against a tree and reading a book when Griar came up to her with a question, surprisingly, there was no swarm of admirers today.
"...Did you try to give her gifts?" she asked.
"Of course" he replied, Griar had been showering Flor in gifts like it was second instinct to him, in fact, he was mostly offering her freshly picked fruit, which were always perfect thanks to assistance from the twins, as well as things that he baked himself, actually, he realised that he was giving her food all the time, perhaps he still unconsciously saw her as the unhealthily skinny girl?
"And she accepts them, right?"
"Yes"
"Well, is she happy about it? Like, visibly?"
"Yes" he said again.
"That's a good sign! If she didn't like you, receiving gifts would probably make her feel a bit awkward, or she would seem a bit uncomfortable at the attention, if neither of those things happen, then she probably likes you" spoke Alize, sneakily raising her book up to shield her face.
