arius was about to wave Ash over, as he was one of the only other boys he knew at school and figured that Raine wouldn't mind him sitting with them. She never seemed to mind boys who didn't tell her what to do, it was the girls she liked to prey on. Like a cat, stalking and hunting them individually or in groups. He watched her work and it filled him with a mixture of terror and arousal. Something about a woman with that kind of back-breaking, soul-crushing fury behind her was all-at-once terribly frightening and erotic.<br/><br/>Raine, on the other hand, was pre-occupied with her muffin and little bowl of hot oatmeal with a few raisens in it. She didn't like the raisens and wondered why the cafeteria staff wouldn't just leave some in a bowl for people to add as they pleased. She supposed it was because the oatmeal came that way or something. Still, it did feel rather like a waste of time to pick each out with the little tips of her fork and scoop them away. "Do you want these Darius?" She asked sweetly, "You know I won't eat them."<br/><br/>He awoke, as if in a dream and looked confused. It annoyed her that he hadn't been listening, but she wrote it off as having been a sleepless night for him. Perhaps she would just let him be later in the afternoon, but for now she repeated the question a little more firmly. "Do you want these raisens?" He nodded and she slipped them onto his plate next to his buiscut.