Nye- back then? It's... hard to say.
I guess I liked his determination.
And how he was always- focused. He wasn't like other guys- like me, he didn't really pay attention to romance.
Before I knew it, I had a crush- and I was asking him out. He said yes the third time.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-The goose slowly stomps through the hallway, headed for the open doorway-
-making the toothy goose equivalent of this face
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(You're in luck, Liman - the language of the fish is rather similar to binary.)
(Similar, mind you.)
(Mustache shuts her eyes when she sees the goose, and speaks again.)
(Mustache could be saying one of three things - she is either panicking about a rabid hunter who wants to slay every benevolent fish and goose in this world, she is panicking about a demonic goose whose bite will warp one's personality into a twisted caricature, or she needs water because she can't breathe.)

(Mustache stops, upon realizing that she's injured Liman.)
(...)
(Mustache looks her over, then gives an apologetic look.)