Arus focused only on Hannah. She was his anchor to this world. The being that kept him from sinking so far into himself he wasn't retrievable until after he regained concept about the world. He moved fluidly with Hannah. A bleak look on his lips but his eyes never tore from being on her. He appreciated her genuine desire to be his friend. To help him feel happy and not be stuck in solitude. He felt solitude for years but now he felt only the love Hannah had for him. He leaned into thier movements. "Please don't...leave me...alone." He begged into her ear. He held onto Hannah's hand and followed her over to the circle when the practice was over. He let go of Hannah's hand only to go change. Waiting outside the girl's locker room for her. He wouldn't even look at Erik. Erik was worried sick about his good friend. Arus was quite happy...a bit at least...when Hannah came back out. He immediately latched back onto her hand.