"I-I can't...I don't h-have money.."
"Here." Austin pulls out 200 dollars and presses it into Cyan's hand
"I was-saving it for a friend but...it-doesn't matter now."
"N-No..your friend-"
One of the pretty lil pendants that he made slipped out of his pocket and fell onto the ground, shattering. He stared wide-eyed at the pieces, trembling
"W-"
He looks down at the shattered pendant, eyes widening
"...W-where...where did you...g-get that..."
"I...I-I was making them..I-I...just...wanted to remember...h-im..."
"...you...made..." He looks up at him
"...Cyan...?"
He flinched when he heard his name.
"Is...is it...r-really you...?"
He looks...so fragilely hopeful.
"W-W-Who are you.."
He had begun to shake, inching away
"M-my name's Austin...I-I'm sorry...I'm sorry I just-thought you were...s-someone..."
