Oh, here we go. The pity party is arriving a little too late, don't you think?

[ of course Bigby is going to be the harsh one of the trio. poor Yato has too many emotions being thrown at him, with the patriarch's fierce finger pointing and glares, Elizabeth's softening, hazy eyes and Jade doing her best to remain neutral by not snarking her parents for being strict or being overly protective of the boy she brought into their home. he probably wants to just bail at this point, but he isn't about to let that happen.

once Elizabeth returns (with delicious poptarts at that, ty babe) and Jade follows suit, he gives himself a moment to breathe and pace himself. he can feel the young Wolf's concern with her words and listens to Elizabeth as she acts as the sobering, ironically enough, voice in the room. only after that does he sit down and break apart his delicious orange soda pastry, offering the other half to the boy. ]

I know how it is. Being homeless, I mean. Did it a few times as a teenager up in New York. You can probably imagine.