Aw, shit... Dimitri was in another of his shakes. With one last glance towards the teacher, Silos took a chance and turned fully around, both hands grasping the boy's face. "Dimitri." His tone low, solid, Silos leveled his face with his friend's. "Open your eyes. You're safe. We're at school, see?" He wiped the tears away with his thumbs, then looked down at the hoodie atop his bag. "Here..." He unzipped it and put the red jacket around the boy's shoulders. The boy's father was such a bastard. Dimitri hadn't wished to speak much about him to Silos. He didn't speak much at all... but when he did it was enough for him to catch on. "You can come over after school if you want to," He whispered, then glanced over at Wally, uncomfortable brown eyes trying to explain. "He, uh... He doesn't like loud noises. Reminds him of his father." He didn't know exactly what went on, but he had caught glimpses of dark bruises on Dimitri's pale skin before. Bruises that infuriated him, but one's the brunette covered up.<br/><br/><b>"Mr. Levesque! Is there a problem?"</b>Silos set his jaw, straightening and turning around with a smile. He sat up tall, broad shoulders enough to block Dimitri from sight. "No, Sir."<b>"Then would you mind telling me what I just said?"</b>Silos racked his brain, though his smile didn't falter. "Respect, Sir." He recited formally. "Students shall respect their peers and teachers in order to create a wholesome learning environment." He succeeded in keeping his voice respectful, though he was biting his tongue at the irony.<i>Do you teachers have any rules of conduct?</i>Mr. Yamano humphed, tone acidic.<b>"Sit facing forward during class Mr Levesque."</b>"Yes sir."<b>"Don't call me sir."</b>"Yes Mr. Yamano." Irked, the teacher turned to start the lesson on the board, Silos relaxed somewhat, looking back over his shoulder quickly.