The blue miniature didn't move an inch. Kiro didn't move either from shock, he couldn't believe the padlock was really more than just a decoration. He was apprehensive from how quiet, the thing became.
"Grandpa, it's really you isn't it? Where are you? Are you okay?"
Silence echoed his voice. He couldn't understand what he needed to do in order for whatever the gimmick was made to do, do it. It was peculiar, the only unnatural thing about the miniature was how blue it was.
Everything else was as he remembered. A bearded old man, who looked strict but he wasn't. His very blue eyes matched his entire body now, he was just a projection.
Kiro found himself waving, anything that could catch his attention.
"Hello there laddie."
Kiro's eyes began to form tears. He didn't know what to make of this yet. His voice was deep but soft, it was as he remembered.
