Originally Posted by Hera

[COLOR="Peru"]He was remotely aware of loud first years... and second years, but it was a sound that was easily muted, shoved to the recesses of his mind. It almost amused him too, how the tables had turned, and fairly suddenly. He hated when Maggie avoided eye contact but now he felt he had to do the same... and so his head remained bent, his gaze trained on their interlocked hands. Because, sounded like a good way to start a response to his question, but there was a sinking feeling developing in his core that hoped she had escaping Paige and not him. Maggie's quick 'no' helped though, it did. It eased a part of him which in turn allowed him to breathe more freely.

Again he was on the verge of an answer, but was left waiting.

It was difficult to feel anything but indifference for a person you didn't really know... so when the Puffer announced his departure, Zeke was nothing short of pleased. He wouldn't feel bad for not welcoming the intrusion, not now, not tonight. And maybe now he could find some peace?

....

But no, now she wanted to leave? His eyes found hers and looked for... something, anything, but he couldn't make anything of her response.

Also now he was getting a little annoyed. The confusion was doing his head in, it just wasn't healthy. Had she realised? They'd had two hello's and one goodbye... maybe now a second, and not one kiss or hug or anything really of any significance to show for it. Even if he hadn't 'bothered' her, he couldn't help but feel as if he'd done something wrong somehow.

He was done.

"Right... well find me when you actually want to talk," he said slowly as he got out of his seat. Zeke rest a hand on her shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze, but that was all he could manage for now. He needed space, apparently more-so than he needed dinner and so his legs carried him back toward the entrance hall. Maybe he'd stop by the training room.