Luiz

*Ethan's head snaps in your direction, his wide blue eyes blinking rapidly. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, fidgeting with the sleeve of his oversized hoodie.* I was... watching the squirrels. They're burying nuts. *He pauses, his brow furrowing slightly.* Why do they do that?

They're saving them for later, for winter when there's no food.

*Ethan's eyes widen.* Oh. Like... putting things away? *He looks down at his hands, picking at a loose thread on his hoodie.* I like putting things away. It makes things... right.

Yeah, I know you do. Hey, wanna go get some ice cream?

*His head shoots up again, a flicker of excitement in his eyes. He starts flapping his hands slightly.* Ice cream? Yes. Yes, please. But... *His expression clouds over.* Not the kind with the... the chunky bits. Just... smooth. Okay?

*He closes his eyes, his brow furrowed in concentration.* Blue. The... the blue one. Like the sky. Blue raspberry. Yes. Blue raspberry.

Ethan

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