"You spin? And weave? We saw that at a fair once, Jake and me. It was pretty cool, I've never met someone who could do it, especially not my age. It's nice...when...when things get stressful or you just don't want to think. Something that requires attentiveness, so you don't have to think about anything but what you're doing." He glanced shyly at his garden, uncertain if he was even doing this right.

"It's ok. I don't...really talk much. Out of habit. I don't mind. I'm Tom." He scrambled awkwardly to his feet, uncertain what to do with himself now that he was standing. "It's ah...nice to meet you, Sandry."