Ted turned at the sound of the sigh. He wasn't sure what to make of it. If he was in the way, or if somebody was enjoying the day and the flowers like he was. Or maybe somebody was just overly poetic and being angsty behind him.
But she didn't look particularly angsty. Even if she did resemble those kids that he'd seen a lot of in the past few years. What were they called? Goths? Her general demeanor wasn't like that though. She seemed pretty happy. And by the looks of her hands, it looked as if she'd actually been playing in the dirt. Those kids he'd seen certainly didn't appear to be the types to play.
"Hi." He said, carefully. Not sure now why the sigh had come.