Indigo cupped his hands around his mouth. [color=8882be]"Hey,"[/color] he called, and the guy before him turned around, looking not much older than Indy himself. [color=8882be]"You alright over there?"[/color]

"Salutations," The other boy greeted them, not bothering to get up and resuming his search. His voice was soft and quiet, and he seemed to not be the most social of people. "I'm fine, thank you. Just looking for something..."
 
[color=8882be]"Oh,"[/color] Indigo responded, not wanting to offer help because he didn't feel like putting in the effort at the moment. [color=8882be]"What're you looking for?"[/color]

"I seemed to have dropped my notebook somewhere here and I need to find it, it has all of today's field research in it," the boy responded. 

[color=8882be]"Huh, that stinks, should we help you look for it?"[/color] They had to offer just to be polite, but Indigo was pretty sure the guy would just say no...

"Would you? I'd be extremely grateful for your assistance. My name's Sydney," Sydney said, looking up at them finally with a face full of shining gratitude.

[color=8882be]"...Sure,"[/color] Indigo replied, trying not to groan. [color=8882be][i]Stupid me...[/i] "Indigo, call me Indy."[/color]