Rowan looked up at the man so casually intruding upon his contemplations. And stared.
"Well, either way, it certainly can't be that bad with a handsome gentleman such as yourself hanging around. Could it be that I'm dreaming?"
He was pretty sure he wasn't, with how much he still hurt from falling off the bench, but he wouldn't put it past his subconscious to try and fool him into thinking that a dream could be reality.