[It doesn't take long at all for a response to come back - it's a boy of about nine or maybe ten, hair shorn so short as to be nearly nonexistent, gentle hazel eyes, and a distressed frown. He's dressed in a simple, androgynous grey cotton shift, and if he turns around at any point, she'll see a stark black barcode seemingly tattooed onto the back of his neck.
His voice, nonetheless, is gentle and steady; he's learned to be reassuring without being patronizing.]
It's okay, Delphine. My name is Ben - I want to help you, but I need you to calm down. Okay?
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His voice, nonetheless, is gentle and steady; he's learned to be reassuring without being patronizing.]
It's okay, Delphine. My name is Ben - I want to help you, but I need you to calm down. Okay?