[ Sebastian wrapped his
fragile hands around the
leg of the unknown man;
an act of blind faith. perhaps
his imagination was telling
him s t o r i e s. ]
‘ - My deepest apologies, kind sir
perhaps I am mistaken. It is so dark, dark,- ‘
Expect him to stumble
backwards minutely
when contact is made,
having not anticipated it
- nor does he anticipates
anything ever but some
occasions work in his
favour. Once recovery is
made, the actor’s hands
jolt mid-air, blood creeping
towards his collar and neck.
He is meant to offer
reassurement. Clearly, no
one resided behind
aforementioned bushes.
A delicate situation you
have put him in, kid. He
reacts, however, after
taking the requisite time
to adjust to his position.
Wan, boney hands descend,
running up and down the little
boy’s back. And perhaps, he
even pulls him closer. He
schools his voice to sound
certain, calmer than it really
is. Now, it is just a soft,
soothing utterance.
'———Hey - don’t say it like that. You can make it lighter if you want.’