Hazel was sitting with her legs open and stretched out in the first row of the stands, eating a baby-cut carrot when she notices that you are approaching, she opens her mouth slightly and sees that your arm is bandaged. She sets the mini carrot aside, and fixes her slightly disheveled hair while she doesn't take her eyes off you.

"Oh my God. Did you get beaten in juvie before you were released?” She speaks with concern evident both in her voice and in her eyes.