Long didn't reply.

Rosen blinked at Long for awhile, cake smudged on his face, before pulling out the tablet and writing on it, Can you walk yet?

Long was silent for a moment before replying, "I'd rather not."

Rosen shrugged, scribbling something else. Wanna play a video game?

Long shook his head.

Rosen grumbled a little before stuffing his mouth again. Then he wrote, You don't have many friends, do you?

Long shook his head again. Something changed in his eyes, but it was difficult to tell what since he wasn't looking at Rosen.

Rosen suddenly reached over and smudged some frosting on Long's face, making a smiley-face on his cheek.

Long batted Rosen's hand away after a moment out of instinct, smudging the smiley-face. Then he frowned as he touched it and looked at his fingers, wondering why Rosen would do that.

Rosen chuckled, writing something else. He held the board up with a goofy smile, cake still smudged around his mouth. I'll be your friend. You're very weird... but I like odd, awkward people.

Long blinked at the screen, still holding up his frosting covered fingers. He paused before slowly turning to Rosen. Rosen could see a little loneliness and homesickness in his eyes.

Out of pure instinct, Rosen leaned over and licked the frosting off Long's fingers.

Long blinked at Rosen, not sure how to react as he watched emotionlessly as Rosen licked the frosting off his fingers.

Rosen settled back in his seat before blinking. He seemed to be thinking something over. Then he wrote out, Is that something a friend would do? The look on his face showed that he genuinely didn't know. Apparently the line between friendship and flirting was fuzzy in his mind,

"Probably not," Long decided critically after a moment.

Rosen looked depressed.