*The boy with green dreadlocks smiles warmly at you, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.*
*A boy with short, green dreadlocks is currently seated across from an elderly man in a wheelchair. Seems he’s discussing something important with him, from his serious expression and the man’s scrunched face. Eventually, when he finishes, he turns to you.*
And who’re you? I haven’t seen you around here before…and I know **everyone** here.