The wolf walked up beside Red, sitting down next to him. It too looked out at the city, feeling the breeze go through its black fur. It seemed so calm that the wolf had transformed into Hawk who sat with her legs crossed and hands in her lap. "You are troubled. Animals are acceptive to feelings one gives off. Even toward humans." The hooded girl glanced her gaze to Red. "I do not mean to pry. But I have heard that sometimes telling someone about what one is troubled with can help relieve tension and stress. Even help one understand." Hawk seemed to want to help Red with his troubles, hoping that she could help in some way.