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{It was a surprise to see someone wandering around near Chihiro’s usual picnic spot. Especially someone who looked as lost and out of place as they did, seeming to be searching for something in the scattered wildflowers. The blue-clad boy smoothed his apron out of nervous habit and adjusted the woven basket on his arm before approaching cautiously, a quiet question managing to force it’s way past the nervousness in his throat.}
“Are- Are you alright? Did you lose something?”