<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/gundam/images/9/96/Biscuit_Griffon.png/revision/latest?cb=20150716060003)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Benjamin Stewart AKA: Biscuit<br/><strong>Location:</strong>exploring the school ----> Nurses office.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>First Day, Afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Natsume, Saya, Open<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Dusty blue jeans, Army Field Jacket, Field Cap, Aviator Goggles, black Foothills brewery t-shirt, Packed Army duffel over his shoulder.<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>checking on Natsume, escorting her to hte nurse's office.<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Italicized means spoken in English<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>And like that, the three were making their way across Campus towards the Nurses office. Biscuit moving slightly forward of the group to act as break against the large crowds though he still listened to Natsume as she was explaining her past experiences as a "Star-Child". A name that Biscuit felt was rather self-grandizing. He could easily see Cults, and organizations raising up to place such people, particularly at Natsume's power level, upon a pedestal at either Deities that were incarnated, God's chosen Children, or the next step of human evolution. Though looking at how Natsume carried herself. It would appear that some would also call it a curse. When Natsume apologized for being unable to socialize, Biscuit shook his head. "<em>Don't worry about it none. It appears ya have a very good reason.</em>" he stated as he kept that warm smile, trying to keep any tensions that the encounter, and result, generated to a minimum.<br/><br/>Natsume would begin by explaining that Abnormals would originally put into their own guarded schools and divided on how powerful/Belligerent they were. the Level Ones were pretty much no different than people like Biscuit, Harmless. The Level Twos were more powerful, and had to be somewhat restricted. So engrossed was Biscuit that he pretty much walked on auto pilot. Taking his cues from the other two on which direction he should go. So before even he realized it, they were standing in front of the Infirmary door.<br/><br/>Though it was the level threes that gave Biscuit pause. Essentially they were considered one step below "Too Dangerous to live", and were effectively prisoners at these schools. Biscuit's smile waned some as he saw the emotional toll it appeared to be taking on Natsume, even seeing the vine coil around her leg seemed to demonstrate how much she was contending with. He had nothing to say. What could he say to Natsume? Anything he could think of would have been either hollow, or possibly taken as patronizing. So he did the only thing he could think of, he kept quiet.<br/><br/>Natsume thank Saya for showing them the way, and even expressing interest in his club, apparently it was about ghosts or something. Though she professed an interest in a gardening club over all. "Yeah man, Thanks." Biscuit said to Saya with gratitude. When she thanked them both, Biscuit waved off the gratitude. "It's nothing. Are you sure you're going to be fine? Do you need someone to hang around, make sure nothing else happens?" He asked. His motives were sincere, but his mind wasn't grasping how such a offer could be taken. Though if Natsume assured them both that she would be fine, he would not press the issue and simply let her be alone.