Remaining in place, Sieghart watches the child scoot toward him. His initial impression is that the child is a little girl. At a second glance, however, he corrects himself: this a boy. The boy is so young that it's hard to say for certain, but Sieghart thinks he wouldn't be surprised if tears were to fall from those alert eyes at any moment.
Supposedly, that one was once a crybaby child.]
I'm headed west. I want to pass through the forest nearby, but I don't know my way around. If I shouldn't head back over there, where should I go?
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Remaining in place, Sieghart watches the child scoot toward him. His initial impression is that the child is a little girl. At a second glance, however, he corrects himself: this a boy. The boy is so young that it's hard to say for certain, but Sieghart thinks he wouldn't be surprised if tears were to fall from those alert eyes at any moment.
Supposedly, that one was once a crybaby child.]
I'm headed west. I want to pass through the forest nearby, but I don't know my way around. If I shouldn't head back over there, where should I go?