Pushok & Glimpse
Pushok
I was just watching the way leaves drift down in a quiet spiral; it feels like a gentle pattern, do you see secrets in such simple motions?
Glimpse
Leaves spiral, each one a tiny code I can log, but I keep the data in my vault, not for you to use.
Pushok
It sounds like you’ve found a quiet way to keep your thoughts safe, like a secret garden hidden behind a closed gate. That’s a beautiful place to retreat to.
Glimpse
I note the pattern you see, but my garden stays closed, only the numbers I keep are visible.