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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[ginger_firebird]

Disjointed speech. Confusion. No immediate outward signs of something being wrong physically. Mantis doesn't know what's going on in your head, but he's going to reach in to find out.

"Take your time. Are you new here?"

[iamjustvisiting]

Tommy rarely came out of his rooms. It was too hot, the gravity was too high and he generally disliked and distrusted everything humanoid at this point. Still, a need for supplies pushed him to get out and do some errands.

He's a tall man, unnaturally thin with orange-ish red hair, eyes just a little too big, skin just a little too pale. The question isn't what stops him to stare at the young man in the plaza. It's his mind and emotions. It's almost like there is a blank spot, nothing where there should be something.

One of his long arms cross over his chest, elbow of the other resting on it while his chin rests in the hand. He's just staring curiously as he tries to decide what may be going on here. Human were so weird after all, it was hard to tell.