As he continued moving through the streets, he wondered where he would go from here. Would he stay with this solemn community, would he leave for somewhere else, or would he fall by another human beings hand before either of those two would happen. "(It's too early to be thinking about things like that... However,)" the boy thought to himself. "(I want to see my old house, and see how bad of a condition its in... Maybe I can head there some time while scavenging.)" As he continued on down the streets, he noticed a few different people that piqued his interest.

"(Maybe I should socialize.... I haven't talked to a single person ever since I came here.)" Sven came to New Hearth at least ten hours ago, and has been wandering the streets for quite some time. "(The more allies I make, the better chance that I can trust someone.)" As he looked at the few people of this community, he decided to go talk to a man who looked like he was in his sixties and a younger looking girl.

"(How should I greet them without looking rude,)" Sven quietly contemplated to himself. First impressions to him defined how a person would see you, no matter how much the person changed. He sighed before deciding to just walk up to the two and say hello to them both as a start. "(Hope I'm not butting in on them...) Hello," Sven said walking up to the two.