He's glad Daine doesn't go near the playground, but he can't stop looking about in nervous agitation, waiting for the dark smear in the corners of his vision. But it's not there. There's nothing, just the too-bright, cheery sun warming the structure's dark wood.

Tim really does brighten in earnest when he recognizes the stand, but it looks like it's Daine's turn to be confused. He's not sure where she comes from - he might be weird and lonely, but at least he knows what an ice cream stand is, even if he can't remember being around one much.

"Never seen an ice cream stand?" he asks in genuine puzzlement.