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Feeling Jamal's muscles tense Awen gave his shoulder a little nuzzle. She was reminding him she was there for him... she looked up though at the man. He had...changed a lot more than when she last saw him. Wolf, just like Sabin had said. But still something wasn't quite right...

"Ambrose?" She tested under her breath. "I thought his name was Andy..." She shrunk down on her chair a little bit blushing, glad she hadn't said hi first or she would have made a major goof.

"Um...Hi." She said more strongly and smiled to him.

Giggling at Chubb's new joke...she was giggling a lot.... She shook her head. "I'm really too scared to know.. to be honest... I have some..suspicions..."

Jamal broke the odd trance he found himself in and then glanced at Joliette. "Boxpring? Ooh...OH. Sorry, yeah, brotha can help ya out wit' dat wheneva." A light smirk graced his lips at the mention of Awen getting smooshed by the matress...poor thing.

Chubbs offer was then given a faint headshake. "Might be betta if I found out fo' maself...I ain't handling second hand info all that well as of late."

Then his eyes flitted cautiously to Ambrose, whom had taken a seat next to him. Today though, the intense fear that the wolf might have encountered coming off the black man that day was muted..it was more of an uneasiness than anything. He noted the younger man's fidgetting. "You a'ight?"

Chubbs felt a lil deflated, back home he had a reason, he was somebody to someone... the kids. Even if that's all he had, it still made him a better person knowing that. Here, he was really nothing, nothing useful he could do, and the only thing he thought to do, no one really wanted. Awens giggles helped though, she was good to be around.

Chubbs shook the hand of Ambrose, it felt so furry, and he smiled at least, was a good thing. He looked bout as nervous to meet him as Chubbs was of Ambrose. He sorta felt out of place here, seems people were already friends, and he was just meeting them. Ambrose's steak looked good, Chubbs needed something to occupy himself before he lost it in front of them

" I'll just, umm .. find out bout me.. see how I go. Hmm, think I'll go get something"

Chubbs got up and headed over to the food with shuffled feet and hands in pockets.

Ambrose looked back to Jamal, pleasantly surprised at the question. He HAD come here to talk.... he had just hoped to encounter some of hte people he knew better.... who he had already begun to tell of his situation here... that miht be able to understand better... or offer advice. Now, if he wanted to talk, there was.... a lot to talk about to say the least.

An ear flicked back at Jamals question. "Not... not so much, really..." Ambrose winced. "It.... it's a long story." He sighed.

Looking back to Chubbs he ran a hand through his blonde hair again. "I'm sorry... Chubbs" It sounded as if he was having difficulty calling the big man that, like it should be an insult instead of a name. But he had gotten used to Dude at least. "I... it's been a rough morning for me.... it's not that I am not pleased to meet you... and more so that at least my presence alone isn't calling for a barrage of questions." He wasn't sure if he could handle that this morning. He nodded to him as he went to go fetch himself some food, taking the opportunity to take several more hungry bites of his own.

He mused over the topic of coversation. Despite his own change, it suddently became very relevant all over again. Ambrose considered himself having been exceedingly lucky... but now it was time to play roulette all over again. "I... assume from the conversation... you guys sound worried about your serums..." He winced. "I.... know how you feel."

Ambrose lookd up suddenly as Awen shot up. HE was about to repeat the formalized greeting when she shot up. In his state of mind, he was about to worry that it was something he said when she gave a sincere well-wishing.

However, the peck to Jamal's cheek, while it gave a small smile, only seemed to aggravate the issues in his mind.

"Bye Awen" Joliette called to her as she left and looked towards the others once more "You know Ambrose, if you need ears, theres none better then your fellow islanders" she said softly "And yes, concern over hte serums is high, I worry Sabin may have chosen one that is not vegetarian or vegan" she paled slightly at the thought

Ambrose decided that, for the moment, perhaps it would be easier to talk with them about their anxieties. Perhaps that way, at least, he could try to not worry so much about his own and... in a way.... maybe even figure out a way to help Angelna with some of her own fears.

"I... know another person.... who just arrived." He fidgeted for a moment, took a bite of steak. "She's really worried about that as well.... as am I. I was spared... really.. this waiting period. I was the fist one here to change to my knoweldge. But that brought with it a whole different set of issues."

Ambrose smiled to Chubbs. He couldn't help it, he seemed like a nice guy, and another person who didn't deserve to be here. "Yeah... I'm sorry - I mean, I see what you're saying, but me, I'd just call you whatever you'd like to be called.... or your real name.... And good luck - that takes a lot of courage. I hope that it's something that you can live with." He replied hoenstly.

Ambrose looked at Joliette consideringly. "I don't know this... Sabin fellow.... but I've seen the technicians make decisions that seem.... cruel... in a word. A woman, Cassidy... terrified of snakes... and I'll give you two guesses what serum they gave her. I know that this probably isn't sounding comforting" Ambrose backtracked, miserably. "I'm probably just making things sound worse."

He sighed deeply, looked to his three companions, then took a risk. "Have.... have any of you... ever known somone you really care about.... and something happend between you and you thought that things were irreparable.... or that you'd never... you know... see eachother again..... then... surprise!" He held his hands out, his voice mimicking the scared smile on his face. "And it's wonderful to see her.... but there are.... complications... beyond that.... LOTS .... of complications..."

Joliette put her salad fork down and leaned on the table "No, but perhaps getting it off your chest will help Ambrose" she said softly trying to be as supportive as she could given the circumstanses