Opal gazed up, not noticing anything but the spattering of yogurt on the ground. With a groan, she shook her head. "Trent..." Rising up, she started to make her way in. "What the hell?"<br/><br/>Hearing the man, he turned his head to the side before feeling the wind from Lynn's jump. He held a hand in front of Zuka, brow raised. He could hear Opal coming over, her heavy footfalls like thunder. The boy causing the trouble, such an annoyance, always set him on edge.