Relina had been stunned as he got all of those answers correct. She was being told she needed a math tutor but had been resisting it. She looked away and didn't think him overly smart just a math whiz. She was also barely able to focus on her last class. She was finishing at her locker and then closed it. Walking away from it and blinked when he walked up. She didn't hesitate until the stay for dinner part. "O---" she cut off. Paling visually. Stay for dinner? Her father would kill her. Was she feeling rebellious enough to do that. She was visually thinking about it. "Fine. Just...I can't stay too long." She says. There was a faint tremor of fear. "I wouldn't mind a home cooked meal though." She added. It would beat the microwave stuff her father forced her to eat...constantly.