Eventually, when the sun was getting low in the sky, Aryn found his way back to the school. He went back up to his classroom intending to grab his bag, but it wasn't there. He proceeded to the office, but they had closed up already. It had been a long day for him, his memories rushing back out from behind the walls he had constructed, the walls that let him continue to live a normal life. His left shoulder throbbed in remembrance of what had happened that last summer with his family. His eyes were super wide, as if he was trying to take in every conceivable detail around him. Fear was written all over his face, and it wasn't going away.<br/><br/>Aryn wandered around the school a little bit, feeling as though he should be there for having missed class, before heading back to the dorms. The fear in his eyes only faded slightly by the time he got back. He entered silently, walking lightly in a way that seemed natural to him, stealthily making his way through the common areas without truly hiding at all. He went into the kitchen and made himself a sandwich, and then sat there eating very, very slowly, staring straight off into space as though he was in a completely different world.