'Tsk...what a bother...' I think as I start making artifacts to get that girl out of my mind, I can't believe I was so shaken just because a little kid called me pretty.
And it only gets worse, everything gets worse, everything gets worse precisely because I know better my actions after analyzing everything clinically, the fact that I gave that girl a rubber ball for free was because of the way I see everything.
I always follow the philosophy that if something has any value it needs a price, that girl affected me so much with a compliment that I unconsciously "paid" for the compliment with a gift that I thought she would like.
Since she is small, she obviously doesn't understand the value of money, minerals or items, so I could only pay with a toy, I feel ridiculous because of this.
'...' I can't focus on the work because of that, I always remember her cute little face calling me pretty, I wonder if Grimm needs a godparent figure for that child.
