Dustin looked at Hund. Then looked back to the demon in front of them. Maybe but Hund couldnâ€™t have known a human would end up at this school. Hund couldnâ€™t have known that his best friend would be made to drink from that human. It was not something that could be easily discerned. He looked to Hund. â€œYou donâ€™t have to. I wouldnâ€™t blame you if you made him go food hunting on his own.â€ He said softly. His eyes traveled back to the floor. Not really focusing on much of anything. He lifted his gaze when he heard the demon before them speaking. Focusing in on the demonâ€™s words. Was he hugging himself? He wasnâ€™t going to do anything to him. He just sort of blinked as the demon began speaking. That was almost amusing. It amused him slightly. He didnâ€™t even react. â€œIts okay. You are fine.â€ He said. His gaze not really focusing until he felt the pat on his arm. Looking to Hund and attempted a smile. â€œOkay. He seems nice.â€ He said. His gaze going back to Quentin. â€œYou are fine...please stop apologizing.â€ He said. He looked down and placed with his arm lightly. He didnâ€™t know what to think of Quentin. â€œBro...he cool people?â€ He asked. Looking at Hund. He needed to know. Could he trust Quentin in his bubble of people he trusted?