Tom watched as she held her phone and was using the front camera. For a second, he thought she was gonna randomly start taking pictures of herself, which was a little weird for him. He even feared that she was gonna ask him to pose on a self-portrait with her. But he realized she was just checking her face. When she was done, he felt relieved for some reason, but did well to not show it. She didn't have to realize how nervous he was with meeting someone new.

"Oh.. uhhh. My name is Helena, nice to meet you there."

When she said that, he nodded a little. He saw her extend her hand out, and realized she wanted to shake hands. It looked like he was doing good, and he was able to half smile again. He reacted a bit late, but he took Helena's hand, with his fingers loose, and gently shook it. He didn't make it firm, since he was scared that he'd hurt her with his grip. He listened to what she was saying until she suddenly stopped.

"It's fine," he told her with a shrug. In fact, she made him want to talk more; he even for got to mention his own name. "I mean, I was home schooled since I was nine. And my parents don't let me go out with other kids too much. I don't even have a phone. Wonder how I'll do now, since I'm pretty new to a lot of stuff." He didn't say straight up that he didn't actually have any real friends. She'll think he's weird, and it's better for no one to actually know that.