originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Would you like to.. rest somewhere?" He searched for the proper English terms. He was still knelt beside her, and he craned his neck to make sure the little girl was still safe. He smiled at her, and she half smiled back. He turned back to her. "If you'd like to stay at my.. home until you are better, you are welcome."
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She knew Spanish, thankfully, Earth's Last City was a thriving metropolis for cultures that survived the collapse. She replied, "Gracias, la amabilidad es un rasgo que no es lo suficientemente abundante en este mundo."
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Pablo shrugged, walking back to the girl. He took her hand gently and walled her away.
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"I'm sorry... I'm not very fluent in Spainish," She replied.
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"It's no worry, Señora. This child is hungry, so I think I should get them food." He said, turning and smiling. He continued walking. They climbed into a 1970's car and drove out of the Dojo. [spoiler]end[/spoiler]