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[The video clicks on, showing an uncertain eye and not much else, because the video is held much too close. The camera flips and jostles a few times, before it's held back enough to see a young boy. He looks much younger than he really is, rake thin in a very unhealthy way, but still more than skin and bones. He's pale, and he's scared. When he speaks, it's all in German; which, usefully, is the only language he knows.]

H-hallo? [Tosh has already assured him that Herr Doktor is not around and there won't be any tests of any kind today but...he isn't entirely convinced and is more than a little nervous to direct more attention to himself. So he's hesitant, but tentatively giving into some curiosity?] Is this one of the SS buildings? [He pans the camera around the room quickly; partially visible, as he tries to gesture with his other hand, is the silver helmet he holds.] I have never been here before.

[And he heads to a couch, looking uncomfortable, but...maybe a little pleased. This is more comfort than he's known in - well, ever. He manages a little smile, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes, and falters at the edges.] It's very nice. Thank you for letting me stay here.

[His attention drops back to the helmet, now in his lap, and he holds it up for the camera after a moment - the look on his face says he probably shouldn't play with it and he's sorry, but he's drawn to it nonetheless.] Does this belong to someone?

(OOC: And tags will come from

einzweidrei because I'm a bad person. :c Blanket content warning, again, for possibly in depth discussion of the Holocaust.]

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[She considers this. Morning, so breakfast shift, so....maybe? God only knows if there are enough grown-ups around to even be running the kitchen.]

I'm not sure. We can find out.

[He nods, looking up at the sky - or lack thereof - again. He was very hungry, but part of him didn't want to leave this spot.]

Can I come back up here? Whenever I want?

Whenever you want. I promise.

[Her head hurts so much her vision's doubling. Oh good.]

How about this for a plan. We'll make sure you've got some food and clothes, and you can explore for a bit by yourself, if you want to. I'll show you how to contact me if you need anything, and I'll check up on you later. Does that sound okay?

[She's nervous of leaving him, but she's had enough experience of regression floods of various kinds to know how daunting all this can be.]

[He hesitates for just a moment, then nods quickly. It's freedom - it's more freedom than he's had in years, in he-doesn't-know-how-long. And he likes it.]

Yes. Yes, that sounds okay.

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