Whitney sighed, "It seems no one here appreciates my way of saying don't talk to me. I couldn't care less if you talked to one another, just don't bother me." He then stiffened, feeling something crawl on him. With a somewhat panicked expression he wiggled around a little until a worm fell to the ground. He glared at Saxon, "I can't say I have a witty response to that. Congratulations, you all win, now can I be left alone?" Whitney asked, and then forced himself behind the rest of the group, blocking out everyone else and just thinking about the relief that going home will be.