[Aaaaand off he goes. For once, his age and smaller stature ends up being to his benefit, and he plays up the sad lost waif bit as he gives the shopkeep huge eyes and a wavering lip, and describes...well. He describes Bruno, on the off chance that he's around somewhere, because finding Bruno means finding the others, and keeping said shopkeep distracted while they steal food. It's a win-win.
He flashes Sylvia a thumbs up behind his back on his way out the door, arm gripped tight around the middle-aged gentleman running the cashier as he bawls about how scared and lonely he is. Not all of which is inaccurate, to be fair, but it's easier to play it off, this way.]
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[Aaaaand off he goes. For once, his age and smaller stature ends up being to his benefit, and he plays up the sad lost waif bit as he gives the shopkeep huge eyes and a wavering lip, and describes...well. He describes Bruno, on the off chance that he's around somewhere, because finding Bruno means finding the others, and keeping said shopkeep distracted while they steal food. It's a win-win.
He flashes Sylvia a thumbs up behind his back on his way out the door, arm gripped tight around the middle-aged gentleman running the cashier as he bawls about how scared and lonely he is. Not all of which is inaccurate, to be fair, but it's easier to play it off, this way.]