#[ kid alts are sooo cute and out of universe we know why they get added but... ic wise it's pretty weird huh! ]

[jasperlion]

Alm is going to feel someone is watching him from afar. Yes, it is kid Chrom. You can't possibly tell a kid that one of heroes are literally there and not get excited. "That's... the Saint Hero .... w-wow.... he looks so cool ..."

It was a day like any other— at least, it was at first. Wake up before the sun, train, eat, train again... when there was little to do in ways of assignments, it's how he kept his hands busy and mind focused on something or other.

Askr was slowly becoming more familiar, though the new faces here and there were at times a little overwhelming to keep up with. He made it his business to be nice and welcoming whenever he met someone new, of course, but sometimes... sometimes he really wondered about the people who arrived. Especially the kids. If anything, Alm thought they ought to stay home, or at least a nicer and safer place— not encounter more stresses like war at the doorstep of an unfamiliar kingdom at almost every turn.

So what a surprise it was, then, to feel watched... by who he was absolutely sure was a very young version of Chrom. From what he could garner at a sideways glance, anyways. Enough of a surprise to almost trip over his own two dang feet at the vocal, adoring praise. Gods, he felt flustered. Recovering with what he hoped was some remnant of grace, he takes a few more swings in what he hopes is a more dignified manner to practice his form... then drops his stance to turn to the boy, blade sheathed and secured. Wouldn't want to cause some kind of accident!

"Hey there, friend." The young man greets about as casually as he could muster, giving it his all to sound inviting and welcoming. He's not sure if Chrom is the kind of kid who didn't like being spoken to as 'kiddo' or 'little guy', so 'friend' was a safe bet. A nice one. He remembered how much he hated when people 'talked down' to him as a kid— so time to avoid that. Oh, yes, that was almost definitely a tiny version of Chrom in front of him; though at least full of wonder.

"Here to get some practice in? You can join me, if you want..."

Uh, but was it normal for kids to want to train? It's all he could think of doing as a boy, but mostly after... an event... so he's not sure if that's even common. Probably not. But not making the offer might be perceived as a slight? "Or, you know, just hang around. I don't mind! What's your name?" Of course he knew the kid's name! Or, well, he was fairly sure he did, but he might as well ask. Oh! Wait! "I'm Alm. Although I guess you already knew that! Haha..."

He's a historical figure, a-after all. 'Don't think too hard about it, Alm, or your brain will go to places again.' A cool and absolutely not normal event. He'd probably be vibrating in his shoes if he was in little Chrom's place— time to keep the energy on the calmer side. Oh! Offer your hand. Yes.

And so he does once he strides closer. "Nice to meet you! Finding everything okay here? I figure you're pretty far from home, like me." Yes, nice and casual and friendly. Perfect. Probably. His smile is genuine, but Alm does feel a little nervous. His friend or not, this version hasn't met him, and... is also a little kid. (WHY is the summoner bringing kids here...)

He might as well be a friendly and welcoming face, and... well, the more kids he can keep off the battlefield, the better. Gods know it did him and his friends no favors to have been in battle when they were around ten.