Irene remained quiet, supporting Kurt as two other friends of his came to his aid. 

Sol, loud, but helpful. Had offered to run off to get a drink for Kurt. He was an interesting sketch subject, she never admitted to him, but there were several pages of her current sketchbook from his time at the skate park. He had performed some amazing stunts, and Irene's eye had captured them perfectly. 

"Thank you Sol," she stammered as the skater ran to the cafeteria. The other student had Kurt on the other arm, he was keeping the situation light-hearted. Something Irene was not good at, she felt a small smile creep across her face as she watched Kurt groan at his attempt at humor. She opened her mouth to try a pop-culture quip, but realized, she really didn't have much she could work with. She closed her mouth shortly after as they helped Kurt make his way to the bathroom to get cleaned up. 

Then she stopped them...

Hannah was one of the few people that could lure Irene's temper out of whatever icy depths it preferred to reside. As she began prattling off her dramatic sympathy for Kurt, Irene kept her gaze focused on the ground. She didn't want to start anything with the popular girl, it would probably lead to her sharing the same fate as Kurt right now. She desperately wanted to raise her eyes to meet Hannah's, but she wasn't the brave one...she just painted pretty brave heroines...

"Maybe if she stopped keeping her nose in the air, she'd care a little more...Sorry...that may have been more to take a stab at me..." Irene apologized to the other two, she'd shared an art class with Hannah that Irene had unintentionally irritated the girl by outshining her in a painting course. She'd painted some gaudy flowers, while Irene had worked on a classical recreation of Athena. The girl felt this was a slight against her, and Irene chose to keep her eyes down, and admit defeat to Hannah. Yet something about the Muse she'd painted recently, the defiant green eyes, maybe...

However, Hannah was gone, and Kurt needed attention more than some stupid matter of pride. Irene had noticed the bathroom had a rather large yellow sign advising students to wait a few minutes before they could go in. Irene looked to the others for a moment, silently realizing she again, proved she was not good in a crisis. 

"Umm, here," Irene muttered softly as she'd opened her canvas bag. Drawing out a small bowl of applesauce and some sugary fruit drink she'd been a fan of lately. "Sorry, I forgot I had these." She gave both parts of her lunch to Kurt. "I had a big breakfast, so I'm not hungry." She smiled meekly, hoping that the boy didn't realize she rarely had more then that during lunch because she was usually in the studio working.