"Maybe they were told not to make us feel uncomfortable." I suggested, trying to look on the positive side of things. "I mean, I would try not to stare at us. We looked pretty bad when we first arrived. Maybe they didn't want to be rude." 
"Yeah, but it seemed like they didn't even notice us when we came in. If I saw a band of dirty kids bloodied and beaten, I'd want to know who they were." Nina said just quiet enough for us to hear. 
In no time, we were all leaning in to the middle of the table, shoveling food into our mouths and gossiping about this strange new base we stumbled upon. I understood why everyone was suspicious. Hell, I was suspicious now too with all this talk. This all seemed too easy. But maybe we just had dumb luck. 
"What if this is just a repeat of what we escaped." Joe mumbled, side-eyeing everyone. "What if we're trapped. We don't know how to get out of here. There are too many hallways. Too many steps." Panic began to lace his words. 
"Calm down, big bro." Spencer whispered. "It's not a trap. They said we were safe, remember?" Spencer sat back in his seat, placing his hands into his lap and sighed. "Look, I get you're all worried. But try to relax."
"Or maybe we [i]should[/i] be worried." Nina spat. "Look, I don't want to go through any of that again. We should go." 
Now Nina was being rash. I thought we should wait to have this conversation somewhere more private. Somewhere no one would grow suspicious of what we were talking about. I'm sure we looked... Out of place, whispering and being secretive in front of the whole cafeteria. Soon they would start to notice us. And that might not be a good thing.