[Paul catches the not-quite-smile out of the corner of his eye as he examines the fireplace, shining his omni's light up the shaft after forcing open the vent in a shower of powdery snow. His mouse perks her ears and clambers up the couch Falco just attended to, bouncing onto the overturned cushion and then showily grooming herself with tiny paws.]
You came prepared. [He must have been trained, like the other ones were - Paul turns away from the thought as he works on building the basics of a fire with a few shattered sticks of broken furniture.] ...how far did you go to get here?
[As the adrenaline wears off, more rational thoughts are returning. For example, what is a child, even a capable one, doing out on the streets by himself after what just happened to him? Was he alone? If he was, why was he? Is that knife the only weapon he has?]
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You came prepared. [He must have been trained, like the other ones were - Paul turns away from the thought as he works on building the basics of a fire with a few shattered sticks of broken furniture.] ...how far did you go to get here?
[As the adrenaline wears off, more rational thoughts are returning. For example, what is a child, even a capable one, doing out on the streets by himself after what just happened to him? Was he alone? If he was, why was he? Is that knife the only weapon he has?]