"Anou..." He sweatdrops. "Go over to the grassy area and lift up a rock, please. Yes, now."
"Well, until you make an effort to do something else, people will just keep on telling you," he says sternly. "You can run away from one person, but not the phenomenon."
Xellos gives him the hat back at the end of the five minutes, as promised (albeit without telling him; the change of weight is his only notification), and looks up from the bannister-spoke he's been carving to applaud politely. "Aa, so you've finished one, good work. Two more colors and you can stop."