[i]"Whoops."[/i]

Things had not gone as well as he had hoped. Apparently when he had landed, his own team leader had reacted the same as she did whenever they were in the infirmary together. She having drawn her weapons on him, yet again. Looking around at the generally negative looks and remarks he was receiving for having disrupted their lunches, his ears and tail drooped and he slowly slunk off of the table. He didn't realize that he had made such a mess of the other students' food. He was sure he landed perfectly. Maybe he was heavier than he looked. 170 Ibs wasn't that heavy, right? His expression could only be described as utter heartbreak. He didn't mean to elicit the reaction he did. Scratching the back of his head nervously, he attempted a weak smile.

[b]"S-sorry. I didn't mean to make a mess of things.."[/b]
Seeing some of the students leave and take him up on his offer, he turned back to them and repeated himself.
[b]"B-but our offer still stands, y'all are still welcome to come join us at our table!"[/b]
He looked at their relatively annoyed faces. 
Was there already bad blood between some of them? 
The mood and atmosphere seemed tense. 
He looked around again at the mess his landing caused.
[b]"S-sorry again.."[/b]
He really needed to work on his decision making.

Leaving the table, he got on all fours and swiftly made his way back to his table. Slinking underneath tables, chairs and between legs as he did so. Returning to his table, he came up behind Gren who was cooking away. White ears and gold eyes peering from behind him, he tapped on Gren's armor. His comical [url=http://24.media.tumblr.com/b7ae6c694085e0b294cdd938278c70c7/tumblr_mpupx1krXM1s3jc4vo1_400.gif]face[/url] said it all.