Kyo jumped slightly as the next boy displayed his powers, quickly slicing a bench in half with hardly a thought. Of course, that wasn't even what bothered him; things here got destroyed pretty easily, it seemed. What bothered him more was the way the material he produced acted, like the moving shapes he could never forget from so many of his nightmares. 

Afraid that his powers might start reacting, he averted his eyes, curling in on himself very slightly. He didn't want to make a scene, but he didn't want a scene to happen regardless of his desires, either. The best he could do for now was to look away and focus to avoid any accidents.