Sidney turned his head as he heard his name called and spotted a brown haired boy named Milo. Sidney wondered if the boy had business with him, and he briefly considered stopping in his tracks. Instead, he gave the boy a wave and turned back on his way. He remembered Milo, a friendly enough new arrival who said hello to everyone. Sidney supposed that it would be easier to live in Amberstone if he was friendlier with the people, but he'd never minded it so he'd never thought it through. Sidney had still been quite young when he'd arrived, and he had never been much of a talker. Eventually the people around him seemed to get used to him, and that was all he could really ask for.

Eventually, Sidney noticed that he'd slowed down. He hummed quietly to himself and picked up the pace a little. He was going to go outside the village walls, and while he wasn't planning to go very far, losing focus would still be dangerous. Sidney moved his thoughts of Milo and the past behind as he approached the gates. History was history, he wasn't planning on repeating it. He was sure he hadn't done anything special to elicit Milo's attention, but if Sidney had done something then the brown haired boy would surely make it known. In the mean time, however, Sidney would run at his own pace, like he usually did.