The young Darin scrambles a few feet away. And while Darin appears to be able to talk to Shiro, the rest of the town goes about its business, almost as if they've been displaced by time and space. Darin doesn't seem to notice, though. Now that Shiro can get a better look at him, it's apparent that Darin can't be more than five years old. In fact, if Dromas is still around, that means it must be relatively close to that moment in Darin's life.

Good thing it's not dark out.

"I didn't mean to break their ball though, they just threw it at me and it surprised me and when I caught it, it burst! I didn't mean to catch it so hard! I was excited! I thought they wanted to play! I'll ask my papa for money to buy them a new ball, honest!" Darin continues to carry on while tugging nervously at his hair, almost like he's trying to pull it out.

"I-I didn't know they didn't want to play with me...I didn't know..."

He hiccups a bit, and he looks like he's ready to run at the drop of a hat.