[the journal falls open to the sound of a gasp and a metallic clattering, and the camera might just pick up a glimpse of a boy with long blue hair falling to the ground and scrambling backwards, iron shackles on his wrists jangling like oversized bracelets
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Hey, kid. You okay?
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He freezes at first, but seeing that it's just a little girl eases his mind just a little. ...He doesn't answer her right away, though]
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Hey. Can't you talk?
Well, whatever. [Amelia slips off the coat she's wearing. A soft purple fleece, she holds it out to the boy.] You've got to be cold. Here.
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First, however, he'll give the child a chance to act.]
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What do you intend to learn while cowering at such a distance? I will do you no harm so long as you do not attempt to harm me.
You clearly have questions.
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I'm sorry. [inching a step backward]
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