You wish you could think of some fabulous thing to say that would instantly make him want to be nice to you. Even if you could, you don't know if he speaks at all, let alone english. So you decide to keep it basic.
There's been a long period of silence....REALLY long. You somehow muster the courage to get your voice to work and say a little loudly, "hi!" (like you just passed him on the street, haha) He smiles and says, "FINALLY! someone who speaks english!"
Relief washes over you. You smile and ask him, "can I help you?" He looks at you and says, "Do you mind if i pick you up? I'm having a hard time hearing you and my neck is killing me from constantly having to look down and watch where I'm going?"
You give yourself a pep talk in your head and convince yourself you'll be OK. "I guess so, if you're careful," you tell him. He puts his hand down and you step on, feeling kind of strange. Something about him is really giving you butterflies. He's so big, and so handsome. He could do anything- be god of the city, yet he chooses to be considerate to those that are so much smaller than him. Once you're face level with him, he says softly to you, "I need some questions answered, but I have some really personal things I'd rather not everyone know about and there are hundreds, if not thousands, of people staring at us and listening. I know I just met you, but I've been to so many countries and cities and everyone just runs and screams their head off. You're the first person who's given me a chance, and that counts for something. I feel like I can trust you. Can we go somewhere away from all these people?"
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