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[kaitopants]

[Oh look, it's a little boy kneeling on the corner of Beaver Street. His hands are cupped together, and it looks like he's inspecting something veeeeeeery interesting on the ground. The baseball cap on his head is positioned backwards, and his clothes look a little dirty and worn, but that's normal for a small, energetic boy of merely seven, isn't it?

If you get closer to him, you can hear him mumbling to himself. Something about 'magic' and 'cards' and 'learning this trick for Dad next time he sees him.' He seems surprisingly unfazed at being stuck in a strange town without his parents.

After all, his papa travels a lot. Little Kaito is used to it]