[Sophie taps you on the shoulder, sketchpad in one hand and a small object to be determined in the other. She's smiling slightly in an attempt to put the stranger at ease.]
[Half-turns, assesses who he's dealing with. Turns fully, mildly surprised. He doesn't usually drop things.]
Oh. ...thanks.
[His keys. That would've been awkward. Then he remembers that he really couldn't have lost those, and checks the bag slung over his shoulder. Whatever he's found, it makes him frown, mouth pressing into a firm line. He tries, at least to ease up when he looks at her again.]
[ He turns in surprise, looking from Sophie to the thing in her hand before his eyes widen slightly in recognition. ]
Oh! Thanks.
[ A bouncy ball. Not anything he couldn't replace, but he is rather attached to this one, mostly because he hasn't yet managed to bounce it into a lake (the first one) or into someone's house (the fourth one) or into a bird's nest (the ninth one). He returns her smile with one of his own. ] Must've fallen out my pocket or something.
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Oh. ...thanks.
[His keys. That would've been awkward. Then he remembers that he really couldn't have lost those, and checks the bag slung over his shoulder. Whatever he's found, it makes him frown, mouth pressing into a firm line. He tries, at least to ease up when he looks at her again.]
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... Thank you.
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Oh! Thanks.
[ A bouncy ball. Not anything he couldn't replace, but he is rather attached to this one, mostly because he hasn't yet managed to bounce it into a lake (the first one) or into someone's house (the fourth one) or into a bird's nest (the ninth one). He returns her smile with one of his own. ] Must've fallen out my pocket or something.
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