Koda;
"Hey, Elián. You live with us now, you should dress like us." I hear a man say I'm about to walk past the communal hut, and I stop midstep.
I move back to peek in through the curtains shielding one of the windows, and I spot Elián sitting beside Mother.
There are little girls behind him who have braided his hair into two tiny pigtails, which are sticking up on both sides of his head, and I smile at how silly and adorable it makes him look.
"Yes! You should try on a Krompa! I'm sure you'd love it!" Another man exclaims, and I watch Elián closely as his gaze shifts to Mother.
They shouldn't tell him what to wear. If he doesn't feel like being shirtless and in a Krompa, no one should force it on him. He's okay in his clothes and…
"What do you think?" He whispers to my Mother, and she smiles at him as she casually crushes some nuts and passes them to him to eat.
