Euan was afriad. Afraid of all new things and not knowing what was yet to come. He could swear he felt something odd in the air. Something different. Euan didn't know what exactly, but he did know his dad could feel it too. The old man was so stressed out all the time, angry and happy and sad all the time, scaring the sheep with his swinging moods. Euan didn't dare to ever ask his dad what was going on, but instead enjoyed his dad's lack of focuss to escape from it all. Euan had, for the first time in his life, been to another district, and though the experience had been terrifying, it had been amazing at the same time. District Eleven was even prettier than he'd heard it would be judging by the stories he'd heard.
Euan just stepped out of the train that'd taken him back home, back to his stressed out dad and confused sheep, back where he belonged, when a voice right next to him spoke up. Euan turned around and back when he realised what the girl was asking. He looked in the way she was looking, but still took a few seconds to see what exactly she was talking about. He turned towards her, his eyes wide with fear or excitement or whatever Euan felt right now. He felt like his dad, confused, unknowing. "Yes! But... I don't get it. What's going on?" he then asked, hoping the unknown girl would know, then suddenly realising he'd just talked to a stranger without hesitating or blushing, with nothing but a little tremble in his voice because of the unknown odd situation.