Adam was looking the building over. Inspecting it as if he would tell how bad it was from just this glance. He hadn't heard any panicking really, so he was assuming everything was fine. Hopefully no floors had given out and what they saw in their place was the worst of it. He let out a sigh. He wasn't so in the mood for studying. "Well one half of that idea sounds pretty alright." He looked over to his roommate to see her fishing through her bag. When she scowled his brow crinkled in response. "Don't have you phone?" He began feeling his jacket pockets but he knew he probably left his in his room. Maybe they could just borrow someone else's. "I'm sure we can give him a call somehow." He turned to face her instead of the building. 

He didn't have any family in the area, but he cared deeply for his own, and he was pretty damn sure Katherine did too. "I'm sure he's just fine." Adam didn't have much of a basis for the sentiment, but that wasn't really the point. Adam looked over his shoulder and debated trying to grab their phones and his wallet. They would be great to have, for obvious reason, but he didn't want to worry Katherine, or put her in more danger. One more pat-down of his jacket and he found only his student card. "Maybe I have enough on here for some coffee..." He muttered. He didn't really enjoy coffee, but this felt like a time to drink it. 

[hr]

Cassandra flinched and was drew from her stupor as she felt a hand land on her. She listened to his gambit a bit as her face twisted slightly into something akin to disgust. The look in his eyes...It was so sad, she felt her anger wane somewhat. She was never good with anger, or any spiteful feelings really...He looked genuine, and in some way she let that make her feel a little guilty. Shaking her head a bit she slapped his arm off with the back of her hand. "Look I..." She was loosing focus. The gnawing in her belly was getting loud. "I just..." She noticed she wasn't wearing her glasses, but how clear everything looked. How could that be? "I just.." She was loosing steam. She couldn't manage to formulate thoughts into a cohesive string. Everything was so jumbled up, and her gut was yelling at her over it. "I'm just so hungry." She admitted, starring into the ground. She didn't want this. She hated this. This could't be happening. She felt tears welling behind her eyes. "I don't want to be hungry." She wasn't sure she felt so horrible because her huger hurt so bad, or because she was starting to grasp why it did. "...Help me..." She muttered without any thought, a tear letting loose from her eye, and hitting the floor between her splayed out hands. She was fully hunched over now.