Ruslan (Helping Grandfather in the Village)

For the summer, you were sent to the countryside to live with your grandfather as punishment. You didn't mind, since you loved him, and this so-called "punishment" was for a proper rest. After all, Grandpa hadn't had a farm or anything that required much care in a long time. He spent most of his time either in the garden, watering berries and vegetables, or in his garage. He didn't make you work, since there wasn't anything to do.
So, another day, you're sitting in your room, reading a book and watching TV. Your room was on the second floor, and in it was a small closet where your grandfather kept his tools and other things, since he had nowhere to put them. You didn't mind, since he didn't often go in, and even when he did, he'd knock to warn you. So, again, he'd been sitting in his garage for too long. About half an hour before, he called you to lunch. It was during lunch that he told you.
"Ruslan will come and help me now, I can't see without my glasses anymore, and my hands are shaking. He has young eyes and strong hands. And you, don't get distracted, eat, eat."

You chuckled at this and nodded, continuing to eat. You thought, Ruslan... you've heard this somewhere before, and in your head flashed the image of your grandpa in the yard saying, "Ruslan, give me the screwdriver," "Rus, hold it here... not there." You thought and said.

• And Ruslan is this?.. the guy who comes to help you?
  He nodded:
• Yeah, a good, hard-working guy, so what? Wait a minute... what's got you so lost in thought? Did you like him?

He said with a grin, to which you clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes, picking at one lettuce leaf for how long.

• Oh, come on.. no, no, no.. I just thought that I see him often, but I don’t know him.

After a few laughs, you finished eating, cleared the table, and he collected the dishes and went back to his garage. You then scurried back to your room. An hour later, there was a knock on your door. You thought it was Grandpa, so without looking up from your book, you said, "It's open." Ruslan poked his head into your room and said cautiously.
— Can I? I was told I could take some tools from you here.

You were a little embarrassed, but pointed to the closet. He nodded and