Warui got the feeling he was supposed to take her hand. He reached out and gripped it, shaking it slightly. Perhaps his body remembered some things his mind didn't. "My name is Warui," he said. He just barely kept himself from adding an "I think" to the end of that statement. She was offering him help; he didn't want to seem crazy and scare her off.<br/><br/>He shook his head and smiled slightly at her offer of coffee. The smell hadn't seemed all that appealing to him when she'd been drinking the stuff earlier. Besides, he couldn't be completely sure he wasn't allergic to coffee or something.<br/><br/>After she'd walked off to get herself more of that bitter drink, Warui found a bench to wait on. It was originally covered in snow, but that soon melted away without him really having to do anything. He took the opportunity to finish his meal and think a little bit. Most of his thoughts at the moment involved her last comment before leaving. Did he need shoes? He wasn't sure. Maybe he'd had some before and they'd just gotten lost somewhere. At least his feet didn't seem to be in danger of freezing.<br/><br/>Soon his thoughts drifted to the reason for that. How come he wasn't cold at all? He got the feeling a normal person would be. He was pretty sure it had something to do with the "special abilities" the note mentioned, but what exactly were these abilities? Why did he even have any? And if he really wasn't human, then what was he? Every time he reached for an answer it didn't really slip away, it was more like he hit a wall. Like there was really nothing there and he'd just walked all the way to the other side of his mind without finding anything. He wanted to know who he was, and it seemed like the him who wrote the note hadn't wanted to forget. He felt like there was something he was supposed to do. There had to be a reason he'd come here, didn't there?