<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>Family Diner - Out of the way Booth.<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Second Day, early evening.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>, Natsuki, Natsumi (m) Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Blue Jeans, Oil stained Harley Shirt, Old Military Field Cap.<br/><strong>Note:</strong>N/A<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>It would appear something seemed to gotten through to Natsuki as Biscuit heard her whisper something underneath her breath before she asked him if that is what he would have used the power for, opening packages. Biscuit could only give her a cheeky grin before quipping, "Yup. Sounds pretty useful to me." He replied, though the fact that she wouldn't face him was causing his grin to falter some. Yet, he could feel that she wasn't pulling her hand away from his, and was actually stroking it with her thumb. So there was as still hope for a friendship.<br/><br/>Natsuki would murmur something else, but Biscuit couldn't quite catch it. Instead she would tell him about how she started School yesterday, A real school. That before now she was basically a prisoner, and that was the reason she did not have any real clothes, nor possessions. Biscuit's grin was gone from his lips as he listened, Remembering that Natsume said something very similar yesterday. Natsuki would go on to explain that she was still figuring things out. That He shouldn't expect a normal friendship from her. That she might be carted off a couple of months from now cause of some unseen transgression.<br/><br/>As she spoke, and kept her eyes off of Biscuit, he gingerly slipped out of his seat and approached her side. Her hand still in his as it would appear. He would only release it for a moment before Natsuki would find two thick arms wrapping around her person gingerly. A heavy gentle hand beginning to rub the top of her head in a familiar fashion. It was Biscuit, he was trying to comfort Natsuki just like when they were on the roof. "I am not going to stand here, and patronize you. Saying that everything will be okay, or nothing bad will happen. Most likely it will. Nor will I say I understand what you're going through cause I don't. I honestly don't know what the future holds, Natsuki. However, I do know that if you want. I'll stand by you as long as you would like me to. I doubt I can do much, but a friend by your side can help make the hard times not so hard." He whispered into her ear right before he gave her a generous hug. He could only hope he was helping, and not making things worse.<br/><br/>The waitress saw the Hug taking place and her cheeks blossomed into color as she spun on her heel, and moved away so not to interrupt.<br/><br/>Biscuit would release Natsuki, and take his place across the table from her before fishing something out of his pocket. It was Amaya's note with her phone number. Pulling a beat up pen from his pocket, he also scrawled a series of numbers on the paper before sliding it across the table to her. "Here, it is my number along with Amaya's. You can call me any time you want. Even if you just need to get away from everyone. I'm pretty good at getting lost when on the bike." He said with a warm friendly smile.