He let her work on his foot in silence. Thankfully it just felt worse than it really was, a small, sharp rock jabbed into his foot and got stuck. It was easily removed and she began to clean the injury. He pondered over her words to him as she worked.<br/><br/>"Ya...you could say that," he said in a subdued tone. He looked out the nearby window, trying to organize his thoughts. How to explain that he was only friends with them because he just wanted people to talk to? Sure they were jerks at times, especially now, but at least they paid attention to him. He shook his head of those thoughts, finding himself getting too gloomy all of a sudden.<br/><br/>"Again, I thank you very much for you help Miss," he said with a wide and kind smile.