I tend to have a peaceful relationship with Endermen. I don't look them in the eyes, they don't hurt me. Simple enough. I actually shared a house with one once. Then a Creeper blew him up after few days. So I built him a little grave covered with the red flowers he liked to pick up and carry around. He enjoyed setting them right next to my bed for some reason. He was scarily.... SMART. .-. I called him Andy.
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