Aria entered her number in Garry's phone and slid hers across the table for him to do the same. But she held onto his for the moment. "I know that as soon as you get your phone back you're going to run, Gavriil. You're very predictable in that way. As soon as someone tries to have any personal interaction with you you freak out and vanish and leave them behind. You're probably here for the same reason as I am: Talking to people. I've at least tried, some of the time. Not you. You sit in the same corner, drinking the same hot chocolate, where you can see everything and not be seen. Every day. Why do you shut people out? Garry, there are at least a dozen girls at the school who are completely mesmerized by you, at least a dozen guys who want to be friends with you... And you ignore them. Why? What are you so worried about?"