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The Door opens and Nathan walks in, grinning as he sees the place.

"About time..."

He settles down at a booth and orders a beer and a plate os spaghetti before glancing around, letting his mind trip around thre room for familiar voices.

Cable is back and glad to be in Milliways

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He grins and pokes gently and watches the lad.

"What is your name? I'm Nathan."

"I Harold," he says seriously.

"And I," he gestures to himself, " am Nathan."

he grins ansd sticks out a hand.

"Nice to meet you, Harold!"

"Hi, Nafwin!"

Harold stares at the hand. Hmm. Must be there for a reason..
He pokes it.

Snowball, Harold's ever present fuzzy companion, licks it.

Nathan grins and gently takes Harold's hand and shakes it, in a slightly exagerated fashion.

"Grownups greet each other this way sometimes."

he grins down at Snowball.

"Hello there."

Harold frown.
"Dat silly."

He turns around and tries, somewhat comically, to shake Snowball's paw.
He ends up with a paw on top of his head.

He laughs and gently removes the paw.

"You are a cute little one."

"T'ank?"

He fiddles with his crayon.

"Like girraf?"
Soon there's one that is a little bit shorter than Harold sniffing Cable.

He grins.

"Giraffes are very nice animals. Hello little one."

The giraffe mistakes the bottom of Cable's shirt as food!
mm, tasty.

Cable gently disentagles the giraffe from his shirt and gives it a animal cookie. One that looks like a flower.

Harold blinks.

"Wha' dat?"

"An animal cracker."

And just like that there is another in his hand for Harold, and he holds it out, the image of a fearsome crocodile.

Fearsome's right.

The crocodile remind's Harold of...
Well, he's not sure exactly what it reminds him of, but it's not a good thing to be reminded of, he knows that.

He eeeeeyes the cracker, afeared and backs up a few steps.

Nathan blinks and then raises it and bites it's head off.

"See? Not real, just food. A cookie. Good."

he makes another one, this one a small bunny cookie.

"Bunny!!"
Harold squees and reaches for the cookie.

Bunnies are good.

he hands over the bunny cookie.

"Yes, a bunny. A cookie, for eating! You like cookies, yes?"

Harold takes the bunny cookie and bounces it across the bar.

"Tookie dood!"
Not that he would be so mean as to eat a bunny.

He grins.

"Cookies are very good. I like them too. I like to make them."

He looks at her like he's a magician.

"You mate tooties???"

Nathan holds up a hand and concentrates. And then there are cookies on his hands, animal cookies, five of them.

Harold staaaaaaaaaaares.

"ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh~!"

Nathan grins.

"Cookies are fun."

Still staring at his hand, "LIKE YOU!"

Hey someone who can automatically make cookies appear is handy to have around.

Nathan smiles.

"I like you, too."

He grins and puts the cookies down.

"Are yoiu out playing today?"