Girard looked around the main room of the theater taking in the work put into it and quietly smiling as he rested up against one of the walls. He had been there for a good portion of the day already but honestly he had been in no rush to leave particularly ever since he got the text from Ditch. It had been a hard pressed time trying to contact the woman since the first missions with her making scarce as she did which left the big man with a couple of choice things to do in the mean time. Over the past couple days he had been sending a serious message to the gang in his old neighborhood as well as a few of the others nearby to make it look like he wasn't picking them out specifically. It had been quite effective in halting anymore expansion since they were so preoccupied keeping what they had. Putting the squeeze on operations had become something of a specialty and honestly he felt it was far more effective at dealing with criminals when all of them were worried not just some. The news was looking less and less promising lately though as more heroes went off the radar not to mention Wall Walker having been captured, it was getting to be more of a mess.

The big guy had been earliest to the HQ greeting people as they showed up but he wasn't any less concerned that Ditch hadn't managed to beat everyone to the building as per usual. The feeling seemed mutual around the room for the most part for any who were thinking into it but they waited regardless. Earlier Tank had gone out for food as well though he hadn't touched much of it, which was saying something considering the large bag holding burgers/sides he brought. It hadn't been all for him but he had an appetite to match his size so extras never hurt if no one else ate much either. However, he found eating difficult as he sat or moved around occasionally attempting to chat up one of the others for small talk to pass the time. It was only when the knocking started that Girard's head shot over alert at the sudden commotion and once Reaper let Ditch in he could see the woman wasn't alone. It didn't take him long to get up and move over to where the soaking wet kid was before removing his large bomber to add to the pile. It would either make a good base or one oversized blanket for someone of the boy's size but it would be warm for sure. Reaper and couple others split Ditch off trying to console her while he heard Wraith say something about sentry duty.

Honestly he wasn't sure what to do from there though he did remember someone mentioning food and drinks so he retrieved his bag and brought it over before stepping back. He would wait for further instruction because as far as the situation was concerned he was clueless. knowing fuck all about first aid or most things medical really didn't help his usefulness but if he could help in some way they just had to say the word.