[ He stops just a few inches from Green, staring wide-eyed at him as a thousand thoughts rush in his head by the second. It's the first time in ever that he's wanted to touch Green in some way with his hands even pricked up at his sides, but he stops himself, the older boy looking (to an extent) better than Red imagined, but only outwardly -- and even then didn't look a hundred percent. ]
W-what's happened? You're okay? [ He's not in visible pain, he's not angry-- ] Did someone find you?
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W-what's happened? You're okay? [ He's not in visible pain, he's not angry-- ] Did someone find you?