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Ameh
Raiden had been lurking about, just watching all the goings on of the camp-out. He had yet to really spot anyone he felt inclined to talk to; really, at the moment most of the things coming out of his mouth either upset people or made everything feel awkward. So he had stayed away from the groups of people.
But now Kiri had broken away from the crowd as well and had sat down directly in the path he'd been following unconsciously for the last fifteen minutes or so; a circular pattern, all the way around the edge of the groups of people. He'd walked it without looking where he was going, eyes trained instead on the sky. The sound of someone coming nearer, however... made him shift his gaze.
"'lo Kiri," he said softly, hands in his pockets as he followed his path closer to her. Avoiding her now was probably impossible as... well she might've seen him already and turning the other way would be rude and might make her sad. "How've you been?"
Kiri was startled by a voice close by. Had someone sneaked up on her? The sounds of the students and the crackling of the fire were loud enough though to masquerade anyone, whether they were consciously walking quietly or not. She turned. And felt startled yet again. It was Raiden!
For a moment, she didn't know what to say. Raiden and her had hardly spoken to each other in weeks. Kiri had sometimes spotted him with that Gryffindor girl, or the one from Ravenclaw. It didn't feel great. "Er... hi," she managed to fumble out, just to stop the silence from becoming too oppressive. How strange that now, after they'd spent so much time with each other at the beginning of the year, she was not able to find anything to say to him. The last thing Kiri wanted to do was upset Raiden. Or herself. The evening was much to nice for that.
"Um... sit down," Kiri ventured, gesturing - pointlessly - in the darkness. It was difficult to make out his face, so she had no idea if he was all right or not. "Want some, er, s'mores? I helped someone make a ton of them, and they're really good." She held one out to him, trying to think of an answer to his casual
how-are-you that wasn't dramatic or whiny or destructive of this last event before the end of the year.
"I've been okay," is what she settled for, smiling self-consciously into the night. "How are you? Why are you all by yourself, hmm?"