[Center][color=A290F5][H1]Felix Jones — MY-1801-FJ[/H1][/color][/Center]
The boy had been frightened when he'd heard the sudden yelling, even more so when the source of that yelling had charged his friend, knocking them to the ground. He watched as the stranger repeatedly struck his friend realising he should do something, but finding himself instead frozen in place. Would he get hurt if he stepped in? He didn't think so, or at least he didn't feel like he'd end up injured. Still, the idea of getting into a fight was terrifying enough for his to freeze in place, as much as he wanted to help his friend.

It wasn't until the teenaged girl from earlier had hurled his friend's assailant across the room that the boy was finally able to spur himself into action. Running up to his shadowy friend the boy tried to help them to their feet, not that he really had the strength to do much. 

[color=A290F5]"Are you okay?"[/color], the boy asked, blinking to prevent tears from forming in his eyes. It looked like things were beginning to calm down, the man who'd attacked before didn't appear to be making any further moves against the boy's friend and both the woman who'd made the bone thing and the really strong girl had moved away to deal with other things. Even so, the boy was still more than a little spooked, despite not having actually been involved in the fight himself. He wanted to get moving before something else had a chance to go wrong. [color=A290F5]"I think we should go to the cafeteria now"[/color], the boy suggested, feebly tugging the shadowy creatures arm in the direction of the cafeteria.