["Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle".
Gregory adjusts his grip on the jacket as she tells him that, shuffling his feet in place where he stands. It's...hard, understandably, for him to just willingly offer his trust to people. He seems to be around ten, maybe twelve, so he's at that age where he shouldn't yet see the world for the dangerous place it is. But something's happened in his life to change that, or maybe it's just always been that way. Whatever the case, she seems to have seen right through that as he looks down at his shoes, feeling a bit bad for being so unfriendly, initially.]
...thank you.
[He looks at the jacket again before he actually- finally- moves to pull it on as his Teddiursa emerges from behind his ankle, starting to take note of the change in the tension in the air. Or, maybe more like the way it sort of abates.]
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Gregory adjusts his grip on the jacket as she tells him that, shuffling his feet in place where he stands. It's...hard, understandably, for him to just willingly offer his trust to people. He seems to be around ten, maybe twelve, so he's at that age where he shouldn't yet see the world for the dangerous place it is. But something's happened in his life to change that, or maybe it's just always been that way. Whatever the case, she seems to have seen right through that as he looks down at his shoes, feeling a bit bad for being so unfriendly, initially.]
...thank you.
[He looks at the jacket again before he actually- finally- moves to pull it on as his Teddiursa emerges from behind his ankle, starting to take note of the change in the tension in the air. Or, maybe more like the way it sort of abates.]
......I'm Gregory.