Vangelos overheard several instances where someone mentioned a train. Apparently that was their means of escape from this nightmare of a school. However, he hung back from the group and looked back up at the bleachers. Violet had not made any attempt of descending back down. Though he wanted to live this place, he decided it best to sacrifice his wants in exchange for Violets needs.<br/>Vangelos went over to the doorway and slumped against the wall. Sitting quietly he watched over Violet and her pet. He didn't really belong with the other group anyways. A wizard that wasn't proficient in magic was of no use to such people who have managed to defend themselves without him, thus far. So Vangelos reached into his pack and took out his coral flute and began to play a soft melody.