[He looks like little more than a lost school boy with the backpack and apologetic gape, lifting a harmless hand to emphasize the apology. He's ready to continue when she interrupts his thoughts with his mother language, leaving him quiet for little more than a moment.]
Ah, oui!, s'il vous plaît, euh - [He shakes his head, eyes downcast.] Je ne sais pas - je suis juste un peu perdu. Je m'appelle Peter. Peter Gaudin.
[A courteous nod is followed by uncertainty, lips parted without much else to contribute to the conversation.]
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Ah, oui!, s'il vous plaît, euh - [He shakes his head, eyes downcast.] Je ne sais pas - je suis juste un peu perdu. Je m'appelle Peter. Peter Gaudin.
[A courteous nod is followed by uncertainty, lips parted without much else to contribute to the conversation.]
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