a slightly noisy person herself, so she nearly misses the solemn young man. He looks extraordinarily mournful - was something wrong?

in the mood for hanging out. What would you two like to do?

not used to being noticed and so the indian woman's eyes on him are noticed very quickly. He looks up and recognizes her as the one who gave

him the polar bear for christmas. "Oh. Hi." He forces a small smile. As for Wy's offer, he'd love to do something, he's just not sure what.

shrugs. "Anything will work. We could even just sit around and do nothing at all."

sees Wy. "Oh, wonderful! We'll talk, or something. Or -" she notices the man's wan expression. Canada's wan expression. "What would you

like to do, Matthew?" The name is a little strange on her tongue, and she isn't sure if she's got it right, but she smiles anyway. And Wy's

offer was almost tempting. She'd been cleaning up her office and it was more tiring than she thought it'd be. "Maybe we could cloudwatch."

"Oooh! Yes, and I could paint the sky! I mean, on canvas, not the sky of course."

a little surprised to be asked, as his opinion is hardly ever counted. "Eh? I think I like the cloud-watching idea." He answers, glancing up

at the sky with its perfect fluffy cotton puffs of clouds. He'd much rather watch the sky than hang around and talk.