
"I'm not a jerk," he muttered repeatedly while carefully swinging a small fruit basket filled with never-rotting fruit. Amber was the last one who needed his gift. For a moment he thought he could hold off on it, but no, it was best that he fixed things immediately. What if she spread rumors of him being a jerk? It wasn't fair that people would think he was a bad person after he healed someone and tried so hard to be nice. There was enough of that as is.