He watched from the shadows, seeing how everyone treated the non steve. In a way he knew it was a bad thing to do, Watch he meant. Without trying to help. But he knew he couldn't, He knew the limits of the timeline better then anyone.
But he felt horrible, Terrible about letting these steves Torment Him. What had the non steve done to deserve this? Nothing. He just... was there. Helping. Doing everything he could.
Even he could see the terrible things that happened to the non steves and how WRONG they were. And he had done horrible things before himself.
He saw the non steve see his Friends die, saw him get blamed for everything, saw him still helping the steves for reasons He couldn't understand.
Sighing, he leaned against the Tree he was behind as he watched the non steve finally, FINALLY have a moment of quiet and peace. He didn't want to interrupt it at all. So he simply watched the non steve picked a few flowers.
He wanted him to be happy in a way, but also not. He didn't know what he wanted anymore, all he knew was that the non steve was a important person to him. he didn't know why he was, just that he couldn't stand seeing people hurt the non steve.
He found himself walking towards the non steve, sitting next to him. Unseen. He knew he couldn't be seen, and yet he still normally stuck to the shadows since it felt safer, made him feel calmer. And the Blue steves left him alone there.
The Non steve started making a flower crown, he watched closely, curiously. He was using all different colors of flowers, each a different color of the rainbow. He leaned forward, watching the non steves hands work, fascinated.
Something about it felt right, Safe, calm. He didn't understand it. he knew he wouldn't, he didn't understand emotions well, never had really. He just knew watching was something he did, something he couldn't stop doing.
And The non steve was his main focus, the main thing he watched. He couldn't find it in himself to leave the non steve's side, not wanting him to be alone. Even if he couldn't be seen by the non steve, he hated the thought of the non steve being left alone, abandoned.
He found himself Sighing, laying down, watching the non steve keep making the Flower crown. He would stay by his side, never leave it.
He never had left his side since he woke up, unable to be seen, unable to do anything but watch.
