Kellen placed his laptop on the table, gripping onto his cane tightly, he began to lower himself down.
The pain was hard to deal with, but he clenched his teeth, and felt like he was about to sit down when all three of the Espers around him got to their feet if they weren't already.
Hill and Pamela were stone-faced, and a little pale, while the Captain grabbed him and shook his head vigorously.
"No." He told Kellen, who stared up at him with wide, confused eyes.
"It's just-"
"You're clenching your teeth so hard I can hear them, and you have sweat already forming on your face. No." He had no idea what Pamela and Hill were off doing, but Kellen couldn't help but feel his heart sink. He glanced down, disappointed.
"But if I can't sit next to you, we can't have our little lunch date." Kellen muttered softly, and the Captain's grip on him tightened.
"...Fuck." He exhaled, and Kellen flinched.
"Did I say-"
