The Aspiring Archivist

That's fair, actually. I might recognize a pretty decent amount of names but know nothing about the person.

By being aromantic, probably

Actually, crushes in general confuse me.

Do people actually get crushes on celebrities? That just confuses me.

"Sure thing!" Lerac tossed Shark a few carrots. "I can grow pretty much anything you might find in a garden, actually."

Lerac laughed. "I'm not evil, and neither are my carrots." He dug his fingers into the dirt, concentrating. Suddenly, several small green plants grew up by his hand. Pulling each one out, he revealed half a dozen large carrots.

"Oh, calm yourself. Do you like carrots?"

The grin widened. "Nothing that you should be worried about."

Lerac beamed. "I don't know about marshmallows, but I guess that's us. Where do you come from, friend?" "Ah. There they are." Lerac turned to Haly, the mischievous grin back on his face.

Upon seeing Haly, TAAron turned red and looked away. Lerac, on the other hand, was ecstatic. "A rabbit!" He ran up to Shark. "Hello there! Your name is Shark?"

TAAron looked at Lerac apprehensively. "Why won't you tell me?" Dodging TAAron's question, Lerac asked his own. "How do you feel about Haly?" "What?" the scholar exclaimed, looking taken aback. "You seem to care about her a lot." TAAron sat down, turning slightly red. "I don't know what you're talking about," he mumbled. The healer chuckled. "Oh, come on. You don't do a very good job at hiding it." "Oh... I... Do you think she knows?" His expression was one of concern mixed with embarrassment. "Maybe, maybe not. But I think you should tell her." TAAron's eyes widened. "No! No, I couldn't. That would ruin everything. I don't deserve..." He trailed off.

"See you then, I guess." He figured he couldn't argue, since he had just done the same. He frowned. That seemed unwarranted. Turning, to Lerac, he asked, "Do you know what happened?" Lerac stifled a laugh. "Yes, but I don't know if I should tell you."

"Where are you going?" He sounded worried.

"Alright, sorry. I guess I wouldn't know." Out of nowhere, TAAron walked back into the group. "What's going on? Haly, is something wrong?"

"What is it? Yes? No? You're giving me mixed messages here."

He raised his eyebrows. "Really? You seemed pretty opposed just a second ago."

"Cheating? What do you mean, cheating?"

He laughed. "I won't. But really, I could just ask him how he felt without mentioning how you feel. You wouldn't even have to be there!" He was obviously finding her distress amusing.

"Here's the thing. I don't think you could know either way. You're just more worried about the first option." He smiled mischievously. "What if I asked him, like I asked you?"

"Fine. And what do you think would happen if he did feel the same way?"

"Weird? Do you have experience with this sort of thing?"

"Alright. Guide me through your thinking here. What do you think would happen if you told him, assuming he doesn't share the feeling?"

"I don't know. What do you really think?"

"I'm sure he does. He also definitely cares about you. Didn't you say he never said anything?"