[5 is looking particularly fidgety as the video feed stars up, but he doesn't mention the whole 'Where am I?' thing.
Little guy's been through a lot. For now, reading the letter was enough.
Also, notably, there is a hole burned through the leather patch where his missing eye should be.]
Ah... [A long pause.] Is there any scrap metal around here?
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And helpful to who?
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For.. For the others. But I could make helpful things here, too.
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Well. I'm sure that talent'll be appreciated, um...Metal man.
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Oh. Uh... It's...
[What had he been told?]
Burlap, actually.
Some metal, though.
[He clenches and unclenches his hand in front of the camera.]
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So Burlap boy then. Or you could tell me your name?
I'm Tammy Sable. And... [She fidgets until she's got her backpack open next to her and she's digging through it.] Four paperclips. Might be more toward the bottom. [She holds these up for the camera. It's not much and might be stretching the definition of metal, but what can you do?]
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I'm 5. Hello, Tammy Sable.
Oh! For me?
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[Well, okay. She's not going to knock on a guy's name. Five it is then.]
And sure. I can't imagine I'm going to need to clip too many papers together here. Should I bring them to you or something?
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Yes, that would be great!
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Where are you?
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[He vanishes for a moment, before returning with a smile.]
It says 4093 outside of the door.
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Hang tight and I'll bring them to you.
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[Oh God wait what he doesn't know it's her for sure.]
Wh-who is it?
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