Carol/Ciel
One of the new kids was wandering past with some food on a plate. He ate slowly, meticulously, while he allowed his gaze to wander between the citizens of this small, weird town. His team had won. He probably would have been very annoyed had that not been the case, but he had a feeling he hadn't contributed much. Maybe some other time. ...No. What did he care about later? What did he care about this dumb sport to begin with? He simply participated because he was bored, that was all.
But, wow. He really was the youngest one here. That was a bit discouraging. Or annoying. Either or.
Maybe he should try and talk with someone. Anyone. That woman over there? He nodded at her, still confounded over the fact that so many of the women seemed to wear pants. Who had ever heard of such madness!