[Sunny was possibly one of the people Alice managed to see on the train. He was old enough not to get a parental unit, sure, but he barely looked any older than her. He had been at least given clothes by the time he wanders into alice, so he was no longer sporting a dashing hospital gown and he was... there.
Starting to question if everything wasn't, in fact, real and not just a dream, the boy was left wandering on his own. He wasn't even looking around when Alice bumped into him, Sunny was just stopping in random spots to stare around and trying to take in details about his surroundings. The world was so... Spaceboy-like. ]
Huh...? Oh. Huh... no?
[His voice was raspy and low, after all it had not been used in a long while, and... is that a princess-like child? She looks like one of those princesses from the books he used to read with his friends. He squinted in her direction before trying to speak again and finding his throat close at the attempt. Oh, great, w- oh. Right, he had been given a strange device. He picked it up, making a sign in her direction to wait a moment, and slowly and painfully writing down the words on what was looking a lot like an old styled cellphone. Once he was done, Sunny finally turned it around to show her the screen.]
I'm too young to be a parent. Why are you asking? Who are you?
[He couldn't remember any specific fantasy character looking like her, usually his fantasies took a lot from the outside world.]
Hello, High Rise Neighbor
Starting to question if everything wasn't, in fact, real and not just a dream, the boy was left wandering on his own. He wasn't even looking around when Alice bumped into him, Sunny was just stopping in random spots to stare around and trying to take in details about his surroundings. The world was so... Spaceboy-like. ]
Huh...? Oh. Huh... no?
[His voice was raspy and low, after all it had not been used in a long while, and... is that a princess-like child? She looks like one of those princesses from the books he used to read with his friends. He squinted in her direction before trying to speak again and finding his throat close at the attempt. Oh, great, w- oh. Right, he had been given a strange device. He picked it up, making a sign in her direction to wait a moment, and slowly and painfully writing down the words on what was looking a lot like an old styled cellphone. Once he was done, Sunny finally turned it around to show her the screen.]
I'm too young to be a parent. Why are you asking? Who are you?
[He couldn't remember any specific fantasy character looking like her, usually his fantasies took a lot from the outside world.]