<strong>Alfred "Al" Birche</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: School Hallway<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Godmother, Jin, Neela (technically)<br/><hr/><br/>Okay. They went off to a mystical magical land because they're special, and this woman is their Fairy Grandmother. Honestly, he's seen worse plot lines than this in video games that supposedly had a good storyline; and to be fair, his quick generalization wasn't entirely fair.  He shrugged his shoulders, his gaze venturing away from her chest, and seeming like they'd make contact with her own eyes, but at the last minute he looks b ack down to the little kitten in his pocket. He slowly pet Mori on the forehead, feeling kind of bad he's been going through all this.<br/><br/>"Hey," he'd say to Jin, "She's done more good than harm so far. It's a shitty situation, but it's not her fault." Then his attention turned back to the woman. He avoids eye contact, but also avoids staring lewdly. Apparently, he was not too keen to get another 'high' from her. At least, not right now. " I'm up for it. That seems fair to me. Besides," he'd look back to Jin again, "Would you want any of your friends to wind up getting munched on by these creepy crawlies because they found a way out? As you can see from all the damned bites on me, they're not exactly benevolent." He sounded pretty damn confident. But of them all, there was one other besides Al who would know just how difficult it was for him to speak in such a way.