[John's military training has taught him fairly well to pick up sounds of people approaching, and this time is no different. He's pretty sure there aren't any redcoats out to capture him in this weird place, so he's not super worried, but turns to look at whoever it is anyway.
Aaaaand it's a little kid. Wearing some adult's clothes. Perhaps his father's? Maybe the kid is homeless and this is all he could find to clothe himself, oh no.]
Hello there. You can come over, I don't think they're gonna hurt us.
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Aaaaand it's a little kid. Wearing some adult's clothes. Perhaps his father's? Maybe the kid is homeless and this is all he could find to clothe himself, oh no.]
Hello there. You can come over, I don't think they're gonna hurt us.