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<div align=center>William smiled softly, that was nice of her, he thought, and thanked her. "I think it might be a little small for me," he let out a short trail of laughter, Bill might have been stick thin, but he was gangly and tall. He drew up the zip of his own coat, that was better. He thanked her again for offering, his smile brightened just a little. William was shy, but that didn't mean he was unfriendly. He was a sweet boy, though naive and incredibly jumpy. He met Claire's eye briefly, his cheeks flushed and he looked away again, a boyish giggle escaping him.

"It looks better on you," he murmured, nodding as he spoke, "besides I wouldn't forgive myself if you got sick," he shrugged, it didn't matter that they'd just met, William couldn't stand to think of others suffering at the hand of him, even if it wasn't directly. He kicked up some leaves at his feet, the trees were relatively bare, making the forest appear just a little less thick than it usually did. It made it look a little less frightening, William hoped he'd be able to find his way back, or what would happen if he couldn't. He had his cell phone on him, there was always Gabriel to call in a blind panic.</div>

<div align=center>William frowned at the girl, he didn't think that was true, someone would care if she was sick, didn't she have any friends? A room mate? He looked concerned for a moment, "don't say that," he answered softly, shaking his head a little. "I'm sure someone would, your teachers would worry if you were cooped up in bed instead of in class." He shot her a reassuring smile, he had been much the same before he'd come here, William often doubted that people cared about him, though he'd bonded with another who he now viewed as a big brother of sorts, though they were a dysfunctional family at that.

He considered her question, he didn't really know, he would have liked to try and find the way out, but that might have been a little difficult. Or maybe he'd like to go and visit Gabriel, but that wouldn't be something he would bring Claire to, that certainly wouldn't be much fun for her, it would be awkward if anything. "I'm not sure.." He answered absently, "do you know how to get out?" He asked hopefully, his eyes meeting hers again. He thought the way she had to crane her neck up to look at him was cute, though it also reminded him of his ridiculous height.</div>

<div align=center>William frowned, he felt sorry for the girl, and empathized with her a little, after all, he only really had two friends himself. Bill was a shy boy, social interactions weren't really his strong point. People used to make fun of him back at home and therefore that was what he tended to expect. He certainly didn't expect that he would find someone who was technically like an older brother to him and well, the other was a completely different story. Claire didn't look too much younger than himself, maybe fifteen or fourteen. Though Bill was tall for his age, his demeanor made him appear a lot younger than he really was, shy, timid, innocent. Completely and utterly innocent, well, to some extent anyway.

"I... I'm just lost, s'all..." He stuttered, clearing his throat quietly. The forest scared him and it was obvious, William hated the dark and he dreaded to think what awful beasts lurked in it. He trembled ever so slightly at the thought, wondering to himself if it was possible for werewolves to exist. He hoped not, though unfortunately for him, it was pretty likely they did. He smiled warmly at Claire, not wanting to seem rude, it was that he was frightened of the forest, not that he wanted to get away from her. She was sweet, and he felt sorry for her.</div>

<div align=center>William shook his head, he hated the dark, and stated so. "It's.. It's scary." He mumbled, seemingly a little embarrassed about it. He didn't like being scared of everything, he'd been told it was okay by certain individuals, but that didn't help one bit. He smiled back, she was friendly and he liked that. About an hour, that would be enough time to get back, or at least he hoped so. The nights drew in far quicker during the winter months, but that made for cosy nights in, and that was Bill's favourite thing in the whole world, at least, at the moment it was. As soon as summer came back he'd relish the long, warm evenings. It was the setting for romance, though that was more or less foreign still to William.

He laughed softly, "no, you don't." He placed a hand on the top of the girl's head, "it's more trouble than it's worth, my height." He stated, the length of his legs made him incredibly clumsy, and he got more injuries from falling over his own feet than from anything else. It was a shame he hadn't learned to use his healing powers on himself, it would have perhaps made his life a lot easier. He blinked when the girl mentioned snow, and looked up as something small and white landed on the sleeve of his parka, it melted not long later, and William let out a short, boyish giggle. He liked the snow, regardless of how cold it was. He liked waking up on winter mornings to a blanket of icy white draped across the lawn, and the streets. He liked making the first footprints across his backyard in it, and he liked building snowmen with his little sister. A wave of sadness washed over the boy suddenly, and the smile dropped from his face.</div>

<div align=center>William blinked, and shook his head, shaking the thoughts away and laughing. "I'm okay!" He assured, his smile reappeared a second later, quivering in the cold again and yawning. It had been far too long since he'd taken a nap, maybe he'd skulk up to Gabriel's room and crawl into his bed. Gabe's room was warmer than his own and there was a nice sort of smell about it that comforted Bill and made him feel sleepy. Though he doubted if his friend was even there, and it suddenly struck him that he might be looking for him, he would have called. William hadn't made plans with him, though that didn't stop surprise visits. Bill liked those.

"I'm alright, don't worry." He chirped, "I just remembered something, that's all." He laughed again, nervously this time. The offer of a hug was so tempting that it gave Bill a prickly sort of feeling, cuddling was a virtue and he loved it. Though he tended to like it a little more if he could tuck his head underneath someones chin, and he didn't know many people that were past his height. William craved comfort and affection the majority of the time, it was nice. Besides, it gave him a pleasant little fuzzy feeling in his stomach which he rather enjoyed.</div>