Rie and Don walked down the stairs, hand in hand. When they reached the common room Rie sat the hobbit girl down at a table and said, "I'll see if I can get some breakfast for us."
When Rie had left, Don slid off her chair and walked over to where Vivi, Emma, and Tom were standing together. The elder girl was holding the boy, but she put him down and held his hand. Don walked over and stood in front of him. "I heard your name was Tom," she said.
The little boy nodded.
"I'm Don." The hobbit girl hesitated, and looked at the boy. She felt tears threatening to come to her eyes, so she spoke quickly. "Is it okay," she whispered, "if I be your friend?"
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In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand
in every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
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