John decides to let the smaller kid get his shot in. The tray slams against John's face, then falls to the ground with a resounding crash. John's teeth grow noticeably sharper and his jaw elongates as a white, writhing film begins to cover his face. A freakishly long tongue emerges, licking John's entire face, neck, and upper torso to wipe off the food. John growls as his head returns to normal, "Delicious. You have fantastic taste." He shoves Connor backward over the cafeteria table and says, "You should mind your own business. It's been a while since I've sparred anyone in my normal body, that's why I want to fight kitty boy here. He's the only one who's strength level is about my own."
Ben stands slowly and leans against his table, watching the development. He shrugs and replies to Jack, "Not yet. I've had more classes with John, and he tends to only start fights with people that he thinks would stand a chance against him. The dude can bench 700 fucking pounds, without his powers! That's probably why he tried to start a fight with Austin, I think one of his powers is enhanced strength. As long as there aren't too many people ganging up on him, I think he'll refrain from using his powers."