Allen sighed as the two girls left, not saying anything to them, but watching them until they were a couple tables down. Once he was sure they were out of earshot he slammed his fist on the table. Sitting like that for a moment, he breathed slowly, before returning to his food, eating slowly, and muttering fouly to himself.
[h2] [/h2]Myth sighed after be dismissed a second time, and looked up as one of the miesters weapons started to talk to him. Myth couldn't remember the weapon's name for the life of him, but decided it'd be rude to ask. [b]"Y-yeah, we might as well e-eat if there's time."[/b] He gave the other boy a little bit of a smile, and moved to the side to let him by, half motioning for him to go ahead and be first.