The short, chubby boy with his hair in round… pigtails? Buns? seemed to be busy inspecting the walls of the room. When he noticed my presence, though, he looked up with a small smile.
It took a couple of seconds for the boy to reply, as if he was translating my words in his head.
…He’s not much of a talker, is he? Maybe I just need to break the ice…
He nodded and pointed to himself.
I started to express my confusion, but he held up a finger, telling me to wait…?
Kapono nodded silently and returned to his observation of the wall. I almost asked him what he was doing, but talking seemed to be a strain for him for whatever reason, and I didn’t want to disturb him further. It wasn’t like he was bothering anyone.
Still, I wondered… did he see something the rest of us didn’t?