NEMO ALTARE
"...a bit off canter?", the boy stated, 'helping' her off of him as he finished her sentence. "I knew that much. However, I think I've got bigger concerns...for one, how you..."
He looked into her eyes once more. "...are going to repair my glasses.", he finished, smiling and looking back at the ever approaching Angelo. He waved him over, it would be interesting to see how this played out.
"So, what table will we all be sitting at then?"
His grin had turned suspiciously sinister.