[It's absolutely less than fifteen minutes. Kids and horses - you know. There's some quiet gasps, a few bright yelps of "Horsie!" Trench kids or no, some things are universal. The braver ones don't hesitate, shuffling over toward the new animal friend, offering their palms out for sniffs.]
[Even the kid attached to Shiro's leg approaches, shyly.]
Hi.
[Calm as ever, friendly as ever. That's Shiro. The bags under his eyes are thicker, and there's exhaustion in his eyes. He may be squinting a bit in the sunlight, but blame the migraine for that.]
There's a bench over there. [He nods towards a corner of the courtyard. Shaded, but easy to see the rest of the space from.] I need to keep an eye on the kids.
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[Even the kid attached to Shiro's leg approaches, shyly.]
Hi.
[Calm as ever, friendly as ever. That's Shiro. The bags under his eyes are thicker, and there's exhaustion in his eyes. He may be squinting a bit in the sunlight, but blame the migraine for that.]
There's a bench over there. [He nods towards a corner of the courtyard. Shaded, but easy to see the rest of the space from.] I need to keep an eye on the kids.