"Thanks." He glanced back at the redhead as he supported Dimitri, relieved he understood. The notes were greatly appreciated, he thanked his luck again the new kid was so generous. Friendly..<br/><br/><br/>Out in the hallway Silos' eyes widened as the arms wrapped around him. Dimitri wasn't good with physical contact... or at least, that had been his impression. The strained voice bubbled over, he was silent as he listened. It pained him to see how broken his friend was. Then again, many people were just as bad off. Dimitri simply did a great job at hiding it, but to someone who had grown to know him, it was obvious he couldn't continue like this. It felt like he was standing on the opposite side of the glass, never really able to reach out and comfort him. He hated it."You don't talk too much." Silos bent his head to murmur against the top of the boy's brunette crown. "I like your voice." He spoke honestly, though carefully, knowing right now the kid was in a delicate situation. "You can talk to me as much as you want, yell as loudly as you wish.." He sighed, straightening. "I will never hurt you, I promise."<br/><br/>Silos ran a hand through the brown locks, leading the boy outside. He glanced around for campus security, fairly sure they didn't patrol past the grounds too often, and sat under a tree. He looked up at his friend, trying to figure how he'd explain to him. "Do you want to sit?" He took in a breath of fresh air. "The teacher didn't yell because you did something wrong, D. He's just an unhappy old man.." He brushed his hand through his own black hair, glancing over at Dimitri. "You don't have to go back, but I do... Can you wait out here until class is over? It'll only be half an hour or so.." He felt like a dick for saying that to his rattled friend, but he knew the the man would give him hell if he didn't return. He didn't want to be branded as a delinquent on the first day.