[Despite the summer heat, the least amount of clothing you'll see Faust wearing is his cassock without the usual added layers, or his training clothes without the outer robe. The gloves stay on. Swimming is out, but there's plenty of fish to catch in the lake, and plenty of cats who would love to eat them. Rather than try to lure them out though, he'll just put some fish in a small bowl and, wherever he's spotted feral cats before, he'll discreetly leave a bowl nearby. Sometimes he'll just leave it there, but sometimes he may linger from a distance to watch as the fish is snatched up. (You can pick anywhere on Rabbit Island you'd like to run into him for this prompt.)]
[Rather than pick a house for himself, he's opted to lend his assistance with restoration to whoever may need it. When the first house is finally returned to a livable state, he lays no claim to it. The windmill serves his needs well enough for the time being. Let the kids who miss having a real home to return to make better use of it. But now that they have sheep, he occasionally heads out to the house on sheep island to work on cleaning and clearing it out in preparation for repairs, between checking on the sheep. He's no expert on caring for sheep, but he can't assume that anyone else here will take responsibility for them. (If you happen by at the right time you might even catch him smiling as he pets one of the sheep.)]
[As for the windmill, he only goes there at night and locks himself in. But late at night you can still sometimes spot the faint shifting glow of possibly-candlelight through the cracks in the locked door, with the occasional wisp of dreamlike illusions- things like floating petals or snow, or embers or ash- leaking through.]
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[Rather than pick a house for himself, he's opted to lend his assistance with restoration to whoever may need it. When the first house is finally returned to a livable state, he lays no claim to it. The windmill serves his needs well enough for the time being. Let the kids who miss having a real home to return to make better use of it. But now that they have sheep, he occasionally heads out to the house on sheep island to work on cleaning and clearing it out in preparation for repairs, between checking on the sheep. He's no expert on caring for sheep, but he can't assume that anyone else here will take responsibility for them. (If you happen by at the right time you might even catch him smiling as he pets one of the sheep.)]
[As for the windmill, he only goes there at night and locks himself in. But late at night you can still sometimes spot the faint shifting glow of possibly-candlelight through the cracks in the locked door, with the occasional wisp of dreamlike illusions- things like floating petals or snow, or embers or ash- leaking through.]