Tristan sighed gently as darkness fell upon him once more, eyes twitched open with a slow, almost painful intake of a large amount of air. He then exhaled gently, a small smirk appearing upon his lips. "Hello, Miss Rowan" he spoke in that mid-register, chocolate-covered, sweet-as-candy tone of his. He lightly nodded his head towards the girl, eyes barely open and facial features looking a little bit like a human who had just awakened from a deep sleep.<br/><br/>Purring gently, his body sliding up and taking on a slightly serpentine appearance as he sort of..wiggled comicly upon standing. He stood up, eyes curving cat-like and lips forming a large smile, despite the fact he was in a fight for not his own, but many other students lives not even a few hours prior. 'Okay, smile. Check, urm..and now, body-contact, right..and keep smiling..be nice. Urm..' he thought to himself, his right hand slowly moving down to sort of..pat the tigeress on the shoulder. "Urm, I was wondering how you were. You looked a little frightened after that mutant attacked. Is there anything I can do to help you..?" he spoke, trying to sound as nice as he possibly could for the possible time; Everyone in the school new he wasn't exactly the most human around, he didn't act or speak like normal humans did; Though, that was probably because he was made and not given birth to, and also that he had hardly any human contact before he came to the school.<br/><br/>"I..urm, I'm not really good at this." He blushed heavily, head turning to one side as he scrunched his face up tight. "I urm, b-but is there anything I can do to help you..?" he whispered down to her, shifting himself slightly to look around so as not to be caught acting at all normal. he sort of liked people knowing he was different; It made life fun, and nobody ever messed with the weird plant child.