<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, Amaya (m) Open.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Boots, Blue Jeans, Oil stained Harley Shirt, Old Military Field Cap.<br/><strong>Note:</strong>Italicized means spoken in "English"<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Biscuit waited until he felt that Natsuki would have enough time to slip the shorts on before he would turn around. He hoped that the option would work, though he completely forgotten about the swimsuit that she bought earlier, AND was sitting in the opposite saddlebag. When he turned, he could see that outwardly nothing looked out of sorts, but it was the expression on her face that told him otherwise. It looked as if someone just ran over her puppy, brought it back to life and ran it over again. Just devastation. The single tear running down her cheek had him scrambling to find something to wipe it off with. "No, no, no." He said quickly as he fished out an oil stained shop rag from his back pocket that miraculously survived the day. He dabbed her cheek to wipe away the tear as she mumbled about being ruined for marriage, and how she could never be a bride. That tore at Biscuit's heart.<br/><br/>Once he wiped the tear away, he stuffed the rag back into his pocket before cupping Natsuki's cheeks so she could look at him. His eyes earnest, and genuine. "Hey, hey, hey. Don't say such things. You're not ruined, and yes you can be a bride. You will be the most beautiful bride there ever was, and any man would give his left nut to to stand at the alter with you!" Biscuit hastily said as he was trying everything he could think of to make Natsuki feel better. "And if anyone still thinks you're not worthy of being a bride. Then send them my way, and I'll beat some sense into them with a hammer." He explained before giving Natsuki a goofy expression in hopes to get her laughing. After a moment, his expression softened once more as his thumbs caressed her cheeks just beneath her eyes to wipe away any more tears that threatened to fall. "And if, and I serious doubt this will be an issue, no man would take you for their bride, then I'll happy accept your hand in Marriage." He said warmly. Not exactly registering what he was saying. His only goal was to make Natsuki feel better. Whether or not he would succeed was to be seen.