I see? He went through all that trouble to get that information out of her and all he could say was I see? If he wasn't acting like a creep before, he certainly was now. Krysanthe wasn't sure if she would be get over the trauma she experienced when he started to talk to her. Could she sure for something like that? Probably. People sued each other for anything and everything.
"Yeah." Was all she was able to say, because now she was intently studying him, studying his features and movements. Although she was restricted by the shelf, she wasn't quite sure she wanted to give up that barrier yet. Not until she deemed him not insane.
He was acting sketchy now, his presence moving back as if he didn't want her to notice him anymore. Nervous Man made Krysanthe want to push the shelf onto him, just for being annoying.
"Why?" She asked suddenly, unable to help herself, now that she was looking at him. The idea that he was The Fertilizer Man was starting to form in her thoughts, but she wasn't ready to blurt that out, in fear that she was going to insult a lunatic. After all, out of all the things she said, he picked up on those two words. Strange. Very strange indeed. "Do you know a Fertilizer Man?"