[Al himself looks like someone from her school would. A hooded sweatshirt, frayed at the edges. Jeans. Hiking boots. He's about sixteen, long hair pulled back in a neat ponytail. Only his eyes look a little strange, hazel at first glance, with grey and gold somehow worked in. Al is softer around the edges, but the resemblance to his brother is there.
Al sets a glass of water at the table, gives her a tiny smile, and picks up a blanket he got from the couch. It's still cold at night. He hands it to her, and moves over to the stove to put more tea on. Give her a chance to make herself comfortable.]
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Al sets a glass of water at the table, gives her a tiny smile, and picks up a blanket he got from the couch. It's still cold at night. He hands it to her, and moves over to the stove to put more tea on. Give her a chance to make herself comfortable.]