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[b]Academy of the Arts - Courtyard[/b]
While Moira's initial offense quite quickly faded away when Tobias backtracked, Syed couldn't help but narrow his eyes at his choice of words. A snide comment drifted up from the depths of his mind, but he bit his tongue. Things were tense enough already, thank you very much. Instead he simply exchanged looks with the others, thoroughly uncomfortable with how all this was turning out.

"Nah love, you best come with us," Moira grinned, pushing Tobias after the direction Amy had already began to walk off in. She had thankfully released Xan by this point. "Cause we're the wierd lookin' people in the group. You'll probably have a harder time findin' that lot."

If only she knew.

"Hey! What are you saying?!" Syed protested, although his words fell of deaf ears. None of them were [i]wierd[/i] looking! Some of them were just... easier to spot in a crowd than others.

"So, what does being a 'patron' even mean anyway? Like, you buy their shit or something?" she asked. Most of this was alien to her. She had never heard of schools having patrons before. Pubs, sure. But then again, she barely went to school anyway. Most of what she knew was from her son.

Syed hung back with the others, watching them somewhat warily. "If we're all there, it'll be fine," he said quietly to Dylan, being careful to try and not allow Tobias to overhear. He smiled reassuringly, before turning to Simon instead. At least Simon seemed to be more open than Tobias. "So Simon? Do you do much event photography?" To be honest, he seemed like the sort of guy who probably took his camera everywhere. Kind of like Dylan and his drawing, really.

They reached the doors to the building they at least [i]hoped[/i] the others were in, and Moira promptly threw the doors open.