"I've never been on a train before," she remarks absently.
She doesn't like the sidewalk.
"It's so strange, hearing about childhoods. I've never had one." She has nothing to compare his words to, whether it be missing out on boyhood standbys or teenage jobs.
A female Lego-person stops with her constructed baby carriage just in front of them and stares.
Moon waves at her, smiling. "Hello. Could you tell us if we're any closer to the railway station?"
The woman looks from Indy to Moon then back again, then crosses the street to the other side.
"I guess not everyone is as nice as that cowboy." Moon continues navigating the sidewalk with intense concentration.
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Date: 2007-02-15 08:00 am (UTC)She doesn't like the sidewalk.
"It's so strange, hearing about childhoods. I've never had one." She has nothing to compare his words to, whether it be missing out on boyhood standbys or teenage jobs.
A female Lego-person stops with her constructed baby carriage just in front of them and stares.
Moon waves at her, smiling. "Hello. Could you tell us if we're any closer to the railway station?"
The woman looks from Indy to Moon then back again, then crosses the street to the other side.
"I guess not everyone is as nice as that cowboy." Moon continues navigating the sidewalk with intense concentration.
It's a cute expression for her.