When he touched the boy's shoulder he saw as Quinn swiftly spun his head, his eyes darken, and he looked far too alerted despite being in an area filled with civilians. Now Tyxin was certain than ever that Quinn was on guard for a reason.
"Oh hey Tyxin, did you come here to help little old me. You do know I'm capable," Quinn said flashing his hair back a bit while smiling.
"We can tell something is wrong, so what's the problem Quinn?" Tyxin asked his voice low.
Quinn looked at Tyxin finding his tone of voice unusual, he then went on to check over his shoulder and he could see that his classmates were finally grasping at his odd behavior. Quinn exhaled ready to answer, it only made sense for them to know.
"The thing is I think we're being fo-"
"Customer 1009, here's your order!" a man shouted from behind the counter caring two trays.
