He'd been playing with the helmet, setting it on the edge of the desk and trying to move it (because even if he isn't here, Erik knows what Herr Doktor would want him to do, he'd expect Erik to practice, and he really isn't certain this isn't an elaborate test of some kind.
So the second knock of the day startles him, and he drops the helmet. The American woman had assured him he was safe here, but he wasn't very certain of that, either. They'd thought they were safe in Poland, too. When he goes to the door this time, he hesitates a moment, and wipes his sweaty hands on his pants - no longer the prisoner's uniform he'd woken in, though they'd been dropped on the floor a few feet away. He wasn't certain what to do with them yet.
This time, when he opens the door, he doesn't leap away, expecting someone to come barging in. He peeks out, then opens the door wider when he sees another boy.] Hallo?
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So the second knock of the day startles him, and he drops the helmet. The American woman had assured him he was safe here, but he wasn't very certain of that, either. They'd thought they were safe in Poland, too. When he goes to the door this time, he hesitates a moment, and wipes his sweaty hands on his pants - no longer the prisoner's uniform he'd woken in, though they'd been dropped on the floor a few feet away. He wasn't certain what to do with them yet.
This time, when he opens the door, he doesn't leap away, expecting someone to come barging in. He peeks out, then opens the door wider when he sees another boy.] Hallo?