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[hello there, network. have a pair of glasses peering into the screen, the white lenses so thick that little can be seen underneath them. they're framed by long, messy black bangs.]

Waah, this is such advanced technology! Like something out of science fiction...

[the boy clears his throat, then begins.]

Hello. I was given instructions by a kind passerby on how to use this device. I would like to know where I currently am. This isn't a place I'm familiar with.

[a pause, and he draws back slightly, giving a better shot of his face. he's smiling, but there's something off about it, almost as if he's restraining himself from being upset.]

Oh, yes. They also mentioned that I should ask this if I'm looking for anyone. So, I'll ask. If you've seen him, he's hard to forget: a yelling idiot with a temper about this short- [his hand lifts to just in front of the screen, indicating with his fingers a distance of perhaps a centimeter.] - and a sword that he's probably flailing about for no good reason. However, he's actually very gentle, I assure you.

Otherwise, I suppose I could simply go with the direct route.

[He peers into the camera with intent - or what looks like it, as one can't tell much through all that hair and the thickness of his glasses.]

Elliot, are you here...?