Karina nodded to the caretaker to signal she understood. After the caretaker left, she approached Dylan's desk.

Squatting down to his level, she looked at Dylan, who was fully absorbed in his block puzzle. "I know how to put this together. Would you like me to teach you?"

Dylan paused for a moment.

Karina pretended not to notice. "It's tricky, isn't it? And it seems like this block is part of a set. Are there more pieces somewhere?"

Dylan glanced at her, and Karina initially thought he would ignore her entirely.

To her surprise, he responded. "Yes, there are... in the room."

The sentence was short, but it was enough to make Karina's heart soar. Communication-even this little bit-meant there was hope.

*

*

She followed him to his room to retrieve the rest of the blocks, and the two of them spent the entire afternoon building together.

brought in a meal, placing it on

food, even as his stomach growled audibly. He showed no intention of picking up

couldn't let that

blocks he was holding, she said, "This is the method I was teaching you, but I

replied almost immediately. But his stomach betrayed him with another growl. Karina chose not to point it out, instead nodding with understanding. "Alright. But I am hungry. How about

face taking on an unexpectedly adult expression, as

autistic children were exceptionally bright-some even showed signs of genius. But their brilliance often came at the cost of

waited patiently, not rushing him, giving him the time

a long pause, Dylan finally set down

together, and by evening, they had

clapping came from the doorway. Dylan jumped in surprise

some of the

children gasped in admiration at the

too! Can I, Director?"

you'll need to ask Dylan for permission

little girl immediately

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