Dustin's lifeless eyes searched Hund's face for the answer to his question. He nodded his head to show he was listening. His heart felt relief. He needed to know more friendly faces. He lowered his head and just listened. He was used to being bullied. He looked to Hund. Who was Brennan? He was curious about that but it was a fleeting memory. "Alright." He said softly. Looking to Quentin. "We can be friends...if you want." He said in a bit of a lifeless voice. His eyes so unfocused right now. He was so close to coming unhinged that it wasn't even funny. If he didn't feel on edge the dolling people up bit would have made him chuckle. As it was for a second a smile quirked his lips then quickly died. He was amused by what had been said and what Quentin had done. He pulled on Hund. "Let's go to metal class." He said. He knew it was too early for that but he wanted to go there anyways. To work with stuff to keep his mind off the teeter totter it was currently in. He stared off into space again. His hand relaxing and falling from Hund's arm. His stomach growled as he hadn't eaten but he didn't even notice. He didn't want to eat. He was feeling icky. He looked to Hund. "We need to go to class but I don't want to..." he said in a hushed voice.