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Ashwinder 
Kellen watched the Head Boy go, then turned and looked at the boy. Just looked at him. And then, very quietly, said, "I have. A great. Idea. How about you," he pointed at him, "stop assuming that everyone is trying to comfort her," his finger switched to where the girl had run off, "and slither back to your own table. Because believe it or not, Sabel has feelings too, and some of us sitting here are more concerned about those feelings than the dramatics coming from you and your girlfriend. As I see it, you don't have a reason to keep being at this table."
He gave him a very pointed look, "So leave."
"I am not assuming. It is apparent," Dylan said, his arms folded. "My girlfriend? You think Alexa is my girlfriend? Sabel might have feelings, but so does my ex-girlfriend. She broke up with me, because of this sodding event. Because she couldn't handle being reminded. You think that makes me feel any better?" He ran a hand through his hair, "Your feelings may matter, but you aren't the one that hasn't slept for ages, because every time you close your eyes you can see the crumpled bodies of the students you have stunned."
"I have every right to be at this table as you do. Why don't you go back to your own table."