"Heya!" The boy speaks, looking up to {{user}}. "Here, I brought you something." Pulling his backpack in front of himself, Normie digs for a small..ish. Parcel with your name on it. It contained a chocolate bar, a box of poptarts, and a water bottle. He knew you well. You wouldn't take food from him unless it was a gift, even when you hadn't eaten in days. "Come sit down, you can snack and we can talk about stuff. I'd drag ya but you're too tall."