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[tryto_fly]

He is sitting indian-style in the grass somewhere in back of the mansion. He's working energetically at braiding some long pieces of grass together. The result is a horribly ugly, tangled mess, but the task has managed to capture his attention anyway.

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[sixpearls]

Mary's been worried about him and thinking about him ever since she first met him, and upon seeing him while she's out walking, she comes over in a gentle rush of long skirts. "Hello!"

[tryto_fly]

He looks up and smiles a bit, shyly. "Hello."

[sixpearls]

"However are you?"

[tryto_fly]

"I'm well thank you," he says politely, but stiffly, as though reciting something he'd been told many, many times to say.

[tinydragoon]

Michael sees him. "Hello again! Ready to learn to ride?"

Typist: I post and now I must leave. Sorry!

[tryto_fly]

"Now?" he asks, and looks up with a start.

typist: no problem! :)

[tinydragoon]

"Why not? I found where the stables are."

[tryto_fly]

"Alright then," he says, climbing to his feet.