A toddler in need? AKA one slight deaging

[project_kuron]

There's a young man, about twenty five by the looks of him, in the middle of the square. Plaza. Whatever.

He's looking either cofused out of his mind, or slightly upset as if he's spilled his soup or something, or was late for school, who even knows, just by looking at him one might think so, or mighty bored, it might be hard to tell.

He might look very familiar to some.

If he sees you, whoever 'you' might be, he might gesture vaguely at you. Maybe asking for some clarification. Or. Well. Whatever it is, it's definitely a question, one can judge that by his face expression and a vague spoken (sounded?),

"...a-ah?? Uhm, uhm, o-...ee??"

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[iamjustvisiting]

It's not that Tommy doesn't care, more that he doesn't feel enough to respond to the tears in any reasonable way. Instead he just waits for the pain to subside.

"Better?" He questions.

[project_kuron]

"Better. Thomas helps."

He's exhausted. But not in pain anymore.

"Thomas helps. Good Thomas."

[iamjustvisiting]

He nods to the comment that he was good. Not that Tommy really thought he was but there's no need to argue.

"Can you get up?"

In a chair and off the floor would probably be good, but Tommy would understand the inability to move. Sometimes it struck him too because of his joints.