[ as his hand slips into hers, river smiles faintly in appreciation and holds on tight, following along as wilhelm seeks out the teacher. rather than paying attention to their conversation, though, she keeps observing the schoolyard and the strangeness of the children that have lingered rather than going home like the others.
the boy the teacher has been speaking to seems agitated or defensive, curled around his doll protectively, and he takes the opportunity of wilhelm's distraction to run away with it. river looks back to the circle of children and the doll on the ground, wondering if they need to take it away to break their fixation. she gently tugs on wilhelm's hand as they return to them. ]
Be careful. They won't be happy, if we touch it.
[ her gaze slides over to the doll, a blank sort of stare for only a moment before she looks back to wilhelm. ]
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the boy the teacher has been speaking to seems agitated or defensive, curled around his doll protectively, and he takes the opportunity of wilhelm's distraction to run away with it. river looks back to the circle of children and the doll on the ground, wondering if they need to take it away to break their fixation. she gently tugs on wilhelm's hand as they return to them. ]
Be careful. They won't be happy, if we touch it.
[ her gaze slides over to the doll, a blank sort of stare for only a moment before she looks back to wilhelm. ]
Maybe we should cover its eyes.