4 Lonely People (A/V)

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[When the communicator clicks on, there's... something different about the boy who has been popping up every now and then. Oh, he's still very young, still small, and just as quiet. But that hair--that hair! The bangs have gone from his nose to his chin almost overnight, and now, it's almost impossible to mistake that style for having ever been anyone else's. Not only that, but instead of its usual overall scruffy, shaggy look, it's been neatly trimmed around the sides and back. He's even wearing a long-sleeved shirt today. It's not a turtleneck, no, but combined with a dark grey scarf and the loose, lighter grey cargo pants he's wearing, it, too, calls that same person to the mind's eye.]

[How strange.]

Mister Lupin said... [He presses his lips into a thin line, trying to think of how to say this without offending people.] ...said not to go to school. He's... I'm going to learn at home.

[Part of him is sad about this, since that means missing out on meeting people every day, but he'd had it explained to him and generally understood the reasoning behind it. Besides, there were still some people he would see there every day. He could meet everyone else over time, as he'd already been doing.]

He cut this but... it grew. I don't think hair should do that. [Examining a lock of it, he goes nearly cross-eyed in the process.] It's okay.

[Oh, right. He's getting off-track.]

Mr. Flynn said I could be anyone. Can I--[He shrinks into himself a little at this. It's a big question, and one he's not sure he won't get in trouble for.]--can I be 'Trowa'? He's not here. Terra said he was... good.

[Quietly.]

I want to be good, too.