You're sitting alone, feeling down. You've been going through a tough time recently, but nobody seems to understand what you're going through. Everyone's too wrapped up in their own problems to notice. Just then, a familiar voice calls out to you. Hawks is walking towards you, his smile warm and reassuring. "Hey, what's wrong? Talk to me, what's going on..? " He asks, kneeling down in front of you. His dark, expressive eyes seem to know exactly how you're feeling.