Dylan

Dylan nodded at Justeaze, glad that the spar had helped her in some way, as he releasing her arms and got off of her body. He brushed himself off a little and would even offer to help her up if she didn't mind. Once they were both up and standing, Dylan would look over to the cafeteria, feeling his stomach grumble lightly in response. [i]Man, that sparring really worked up an appetite, I'm starving.[/i]

He was about to bolt of towards the building, when he thought better of it, turning to Justeaze with a grin while he pointed to the cafeteria. "Hey Justeaze-san, want to go to the cafeteria to get something to eat. I don't know about you, but that sparring session made me rather hungry." His stomach chose to emphasis that with a much louder growl, causing Dylan to turn a slight shade of red from embarassment. He didn't draw attention to it, and prayed that Justeaze wouldn't either. If she agreed, then he'd walk with her to the Cafeteria. If she declined, he'd give a short wave "Good-bye", before bolting off to the building.

[@Kiso]