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Richard stared at the piece of meat on his plate, tentively poking at it with a fork. He was hungry but for once the meat didn't seem to appeal to him. Nothing actually appealed to him today. Yesterday that guard's body had appeared, causing thoughts that Richard had laid to rest to rise again in his brain.

Jamal, the chips and the repercussions of their removal. That feeling of hope he had captured earlier still glimmered but it had been pushed deeper, occluded by Richard's calculating side as he tried to predict the out come of an active Jamal.

He looked up to see Cody roll himself across the room. Multiple emotions flitted over him, relief as it had been a long time since he had seen the lad and concern from the sight of the wheel chair. What had happened to the boy? Richard stood for a better view and saw the greatly lengthened tail, as well as the absence of legs. Oh dear. He watched Cody stare banefully at the food counter and decided he should lend a hand.

He approached the wheel chair from behind and put a clawed hand on the top of the wheel chair before greeting Cody, "Hey there lad. Need a hand?" The grandfather smile looked a bit odd on his feline features but it was still intact.

Richard was wearing one of his brown jackets with holes cut in to for his extra limbs. This particular one he had obtained after his just after his second change and was beginning to look a bit ragged as those holes gradually enlarged through use and washing. His small arms fidgeted a bit with each other, prehaps distracting from the mounds on his chest which strained against a ace bandage under his shirt. Over his shoulders the two clubs of his tentacles were just visable as if they were about to grab Richard's shoulders and drag him away. Although, the inhuman eyes were perhaps the most striking feature.

Richard chuckled a bit in a good natured way at Cody's jump. "Easy there lad. Cody was it?" Richard was blessed will a great memory of names and faces but often forgot many weren't quite so fortunate. He reached over Cody, took a tray from the stack and placed it infront of him. It was oblivious to him that Cody would need assistance so didn't ask first. "What will it be." He smiled while he sliently cursed Moreau and his cohorts for bringing the boy here and taking away his legs. Why not a terrestial animal at least!

Richard could feel Cody's dance over him, it was to be exspected he supposed. Even still Richard's tail gave a flick of annoyance.

When Cody remained silent Richard waited for answer for moment before turn around and looking at the buffet infront of the boy. It was the seafood section. Hrmm well that made sense at least. "Fish eh?" Richard start to pile various helpings of seafood on Cody's plate. The stuff looked pretty good to him actually, maybe he'd grab a plate for himself. Be a change from Pork and Cow.

As he was doing this he gave Cody a view of his back with the tentacles emerging from mounds of muscle and bone at the mid point of his back and his tail lashing lazily.

"So how have you been Cody?" Richard voice broke the awkward silence.

Cody's tray now full Richard turned and presented to Cody. "How's that?" Unsure of exactly what Cody's tastes were he had grab two of nearly everything the buffet had to offer and piled it so high he had needed a second plate to contain it. He doubted Cody would eat it all but this way he could pick and choose.

Richard got the feeling that all wasn't well for Cody but figured it was just as hard for him as everyone else. Richard was sure he had closer friends than him to confide in. "Heh, Well I'm sure your having fun swimming all over the place. Are you keeping busy or are you a bit bored?" Richard's thoughts drifted to Colche's education, but he hadn't been able to find the Cheeta girl again. He wonder if the labs provided any education to Cody.

Richard looked corned as Cody smile fell from his face. "What's the matter? Bored of that little lake?" Richard assumed all the islanders were confined to the lake and rivers, preventing them from exploring the ocean.

Richard couldn't help but stare at the scar for moment before sitting the chair next to Cody. "God Damn lad. Who in the hell did to you?" Richard mentally ran through islanders he knew and attempted to determine who could have made a wound like that. He came up empty.

He looked up a Cody, clearly worried. Richard earily unease with children seemed to have evaporated somewhere along his stay on the island.

Richard's face first crunched up in confusion then a moment later his eyes widen in shock. Dolphin weren't in the lake, they were in the ocean, Cody didn't have gills, he wasn't fresh water bound. If it wasn't for the chip, Cody could just swim away. Then the second question came and he spoke it out loud. "Why Dolphins?" Was Cody also attempting to go feral? Like Colche's own botched attempt? The parallels were strikingly similar.