A brisk wind blew up as Elsa walked to the bus station. It was a new beginning in more ways than one- today Elsa would begin her new job downtown. She was excited, and a little scared, but somehow fear wasn't quite as big a problem as it was before.
She knew Jack would be proud of her.
The bus station was empty except for a young boy, maybe a couple of years older than Hazel, and with a mop of jet-black hair that stuck up all over the place. Elsa could easily see he was freezing, unused to Burgess' cold temperatures. After a few minutes of standing there she pulled off her scarf and offered it to him.
"Here, take this," she said. "I don't need it."
He stared at her for a minute before taking the scarf. "Thanks. Thank you so much."
Elsa regarded him interestedly. "You know, Burgess is a small town, and I don't think I've seen you around before. Did you just move here?"
The boy nodded. "A couple days ago. With my aunt."
Well...what would Jack do?
"Then welcome to Burgess," smiled Elsa. She shook his hand. "I'm Elsa Andersen."
The boy smiled, showing a distinct gap between his teeth. "Hiro. Hiro Hamada."