Corwin frowns at that. He'd guessed "they" were dangerous... he scratches back, a bit more hastily and making use of some chatspeak to speed things up: "Not me. Can I help u?"
Then he makes another trek around the park perimeter, though now he's even more tense, worried about someone hurting his new tree-texting partner in the half an hour it takes him to walk around.
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Then he makes another trek around the park perimeter, though now he's even more tense, worried about someone hurting his new tree-texting partner in the half an hour it takes him to walk around.