[Thank you Golden Deer brand loyalty... Lorenz earnestly appreciates her noble donation to his security buffer to keep Other People away. His poem should have just said "Do Not Interact"? He is willing only to be observed.

But ah, he is visibly relieved. At last, he can relax.]

Yes, yes— I trust you will remind me of my promise whenever you see fit. [so, tomorrow] Now, returning to the problem of submitting an unpolished poem...

["enough about me, now back to me"]