[ Rokk stops and looks up at the person, who is very tall and Not Dad. It's the wide-eyed, silent stare of a young child addressed by a stranger who is trying to process why this is happening.
The toddler holds up a hand, and there is the tiniest wave, just three fingers half curling down as if the other two are too shy to commit to anything more vigorous.
But then he decides the attention is enough social interaction and sidesteps around a corner. Mostly around the corner, because he peeks back around it, so he can an eye on this intrusion into his life.
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The toddler holds up a hand, and there is the tiniest wave, just three fingers half curling down as if the other two are too shy to commit to anything more vigorous.
But then he decides the attention is enough social interaction and sidesteps around a corner. Mostly around the corner, because he peeks back around it, so he can an eye on this intrusion into his life.