[He hadn't walked but only a few feet from his exit before he he was struck by the young boy, abruptly interrupted from his path by the unobservant and ill-focused youth that now stands in front of him.
He stood still, for but a moment, looking towards the First Child behind the reflection of frames that shrouded his eyes. Not an ounce of his expression changed, nor did a fragment of his body hint at anything more than it always had. Even in this world he was dismissive of the young boy that shared his name. He peered down, brought a hand up to his front, adjusted his clothing, and that was that.
His feet once again moved as he walked past the former pilot, stepping to the side while not uttering a single word. The only sound he leaves is that of his footsteps as he walks to retrieve himself a pamphlet of his own, plucking it up and unfolding it to read its contents silently.]
B.
He stood still, for but a moment, looking towards the First Child behind the reflection of frames that shrouded his eyes. Not an ounce of his expression changed, nor did a fragment of his body hint at anything more than it always had. Even in this world he was dismissive of the young boy that shared his name. He peered down, brought a hand up to his front, adjusted his clothing, and that was that.
His feet once again moved as he walked past the former pilot, stepping to the side while not uttering a single word. The only sound he leaves is that of his footsteps as he walks to retrieve himself a pamphlet of his own, plucking it up and unfolding it to read its contents silently.]