Hanna, who had taken the time to actually blow dry his hair this morning, nods to him as he finger combs the last few unruly curls into place.

He's not dresses so much in layers today, skipping a jacket for just a plain tshirt that actually fits, making him look small but not quite as small as when he wears things he's swimming in. His jeans are a little loose, but he hasn't done up his belt yet.

He finds a seat right next to Arthur so he can put his socks on, returning the smile with one of his own.

"Good morning, Arthur! You got anything fun planned for your day? Sorting some socks and folding some shirts?"