Sasha
When the bell rang for lunch, Sasha walked the dangerously quiet Wyatt to the canteen door and when he had his hand on the door, she turned to leave, but he caught her arm in a gentle grasp and she glanced questioningly at him.
“Where are you going?”
She hesitated, she was not about to tell him her hiding places; he might have done something nice for her by carrying her backpack after Ruby had thrown it on the ground, but she was not about to trust him to be nice to her all the time. Everyone changed when there were people to see their actions.
“Away?” Her answer came across as a question.
“Nope.” He answered and used his grip on her arm to drag her unwilling form into the canteen as the whole room went quiet with people staring at them.
He walked to one of the empty tables out
