[ It sits awkwardly on his head, yes, but he doesn't seem to mind or take notice when he straightens his back. Thinking about it... it doesn't lead to a response that comes from nothing; his brain recognizes it as a gift, something special.

Gross. What the fuck?

He's gonna pretend that didn't happen. ]

Well I'll have you know that I'm doing just that, thank you. So if you don't mind I'm gonna go find a tree to sleep under.