He definitely had a history, she could tell simply by the way he reacted to her saying thank you. He acted hesitant, as if he was scared of her or something. She hoped that over time maybe he would be more comfortable with her and open up to her. She could only hope though. He was so mysterious and she often had to stop herself from watching him, trying to figure out the story that his eyes could tell her if she just got close enough...<br/>SHe scooped a pile of rocks into the palm of her hand as well and she listened to him speak. It was the first time he had started the conversation and she smiled slightly, "I didn't know that. But I do now." She gently skimmed one of her pebbles across the water and it jumped twice before sinking under the water, she let out a deep breath, she enjoyed being outdoors with the fresh air. It was nice compared to the stuffy school. She sat down cross legged on the edge of the river the water close to reaching her legs but she was just out of reach.