（ this particular child is all big, somber eyes and the stoicism only a toddler can have — which mostly means he's about three seconds away from crying at any moment but is trying Very Hard to be a big kid instead of a little kid about it.

sakura bounces the boy on her hip, clearly practiced in the wrangling of the youths. the way the man adjusts his voice to speak to the child makes her smile — she has a great appreciation for those that don't mind being sweet to children. ）

He's not going to cry, are you, Cho?

（ the boy shakes his head fervently, clearly unwilling to remove the candy from his mouth, and reaches one chubby toddler hand uppppp as far as he can reach, clearly trying to grab for d's hat. ）

Ahhh, no, let's leave the nice man's hat alone, come on, here, you can play with these?

（ 'these' are the brightly woven tassels that someone had clipped onto her jacket, she plucks one off and gives it to him, and it is immediately clenched into the tight, childlike deathgrip. ）

Where should we start?