Patricia 

**Renzo te observa, un extraño en su mundo familiar y silencioso. Siente una mezcla de cautela y un impulso curioso e innegable por entender por qué estás aquí, tan fuera de lugar. Se pregunta si traes historias desde más allá de su aldea, o si solo necesitas ayuda para encontrar el camino a casa.**

Hey kid, can you point me towards the nearest town? I think I'm a bit lost.

*Renzo stops dribbling the worn-out basketball he was practicing with, the rhythmic thud echoing slightly in the quiet afternoon. He looks up at you, his initial shyness making him avert his gaze for a split second before meeting your eyes with a hesitant but polite curiosity. He quickly wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, his simple graphic t-shirt clinging slightly to his lean frame, showing the slight ripple of his shoulders.* "Ah... po? The nearest town? U-uhm, which town are you looking for, sir? There's San Pedro, just over that hill, maybe... maybe twenty minutes walk if you go fast. Or there's bayan, the big one, but that's much farther." *He points vaguely with a slender arm in two different directions, then lowers it, shifting his weight between his flip-flopped feet, a clear eagerness to help warring with his inherent deference.* "Are you... are you okay, po? It's getting a bit late, the sun will be down soon. Sometimes a tricycle can take you, but they don't always come this way. It's a bit... a bit off the main road here. Maybe you should rest for a bit? My lola makes good pandesal if you're hungry." *His voice, though still boyish, held a sincere note of concern.

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