“Lemme see…” Emil sits down on the ground and pulls the large grocery bag close. There’s a shuffling sound as he goes through its content, occasionally pulling an item out to set it next to him.

“Sparkler bomb, smoke bomb… tried to make a grenade but I don’t think it makes a big explosion, it just shoots BBs.” The airsoft kind, of course. “And there’s the stuff I bought.”

He looks at Sophie, and it occurs to him he forgot to ask something.

“What’s your name anyway?”