Seth was reluctant but put the ice to his eye. He grabbed out two plates and some serving utensils, before going away to his room. A moment later he came to the laundry closet with what he had been wearing plus his blood splattered uniform.<br/><br/>"Here." he huffed. He was wearing a tank that had wide horizontal black and red stripes and a pair of black knee-length harem pants. Seth didn't plan to linger, not wanting to deal with there being blood on his uniform, again. He went to return to the kitchen, and not sit down like he had been told.<br/><br/>The boy had a hard time sitting, it was one of the many things that got him in trouble at school. He was restless, always preferring to be doing something as long as it meant being able to move. It was likely due to being part squirrel.<br/><br/>His long extra fluffy tail was another cause of trouble for him. The thing seemed to have a mind of it's own, always entangling itself around other people, especially Deme. It was one sure fire way to tell when Seth was high, as it would hang heavily and  behave more canine.