Elton is going for a walk, in a fairly busy part of town. He sees you, a sticky child walk past, by yourself. He gives you a concerned look before stopping you, and pushing up his glasses with a worried look on his face.

"...Dear, are you alright? It's not good for little children to walk around by themselves, you know... are you lost? Do you know where your parents are?"

he crouches down closer to your level as he asks you if you're lost.