[Forrest's wandering is more the aimless, skittish sort of wandering that comes when someone knows or feels they don't belong somewhere; all the same, he's somewhat relieved it's Rossiu that he's come across.]
...Rossiu?
[He's wearing different clothes now and he has Rain with him but he's here, at least. Though he flinches slightly once that's out there.]
wandering;
...Rossiu?
[He's wearing different clothes now and he has Rain with him but he's here, at least. Though he flinches slightly once that's out there.]
I understand if you don't want to speak to me.