Yuki stood to leave class when it was time for the classes to switch, turning in her paper. Sighing she looked into her bag, ripping out a few sheets of the paper and grabbing a spare of her pencils. Yuki knew what it was like to go without, and poor Camui didn't need hit again. Walking over to him she handed him the little bit of supplies she could scrounge up, "Hey Camui, take these. It should be enough to get you through the day." She gave him a tired smile, but a smile none the less.