When the rest of the group had arrived Zef found himself smiling to himself it was almost like the muggle story of the three musketeers except that it was five instead of three which suited him just fine. It was when Rin arrived that he felt something was wrong, she was not her usually bouncy self. usually she leap in and tackled them when she arrived but when she just walked in and layed her head down it was obvious something was not right. Zef would have liked to have said he knew what was wrong but the truth was he didn't, he had been pretty secluded this summer away from his friends, more of his own hand then anything else. A lot of things can happen in such a short time, and he felt bad that he did not know a thing about what might be wrong with Rin... then again he was over thinking again, his grandmother was right he had to stop doing that. His own summer had not been easy, looking at his friends now and Rin in particular he did not know if he should even mention what was going on, perhaps it was best not to given Calvin was the only one who would realize what he was talking about. No... maybe it was better that he didn't it was better not to cause a panic amongst everyone but none the less he could not get it out of his head. 

"My summer was the rather usual one I guess you could say, lake side training, grandma trying to teach me to cook very much like the muggle do without Magic, although its not going too well given I nearly burned down the house trying to use the stove. She has been saying forever how much we as wizards and witches rely way too much on magic. But you know the irony is she secretly uses magic to cook when I am not looking. Other then that though it was a pretty normal break..."

Zef looked down as he felt he had ended that a bit too roughly, he was never a convincing lier, hell he had been raised old school, he did not like to lie. Unknown to him his hand was twitching his fingers twiddling on the seat which was a clear indication that he was thinking deeply on something. Truth was that something had happened during his break, something that worried him to no end, especially now that his grandmother was alone and no one was there to look after her now.

[i]"He is coming Zef... I don't know when but I know he is coming back. When he does I don't want you to worry about me, because the years have been kind to me and we must all face our past's sooner or later, confront our demons and we must do it alone.[/i]

When his grandmother had spoken this too him she seemed relaxed and perfectly content as if she was just trying to tell himself something normal. But in his gut he knew that something was wrong with it, and all the signs over the summer, his grandmother speaking cryptically, the stillness of the night, the silence of it all, it was almost like the calm before the storm. Maybe he was over thinking this too much, but he had been raised by his grandmother and she was not known for speaking in riddles, it was almost like she was trying to tell him something but she couldn't just flat out tell him. Looking up Zef saw the open door to the hallway of the train car, slowly he put his hand on it and slid it shut so that no one would try to listen in on what he was about to say, he had to say something, he was already frigid because of it, he needed someone to know, to talk to at least.

"Something's wrong... I don't know what it is..."

Zef looked back at Calvin in particular more or less directing those words towards him then anyone else in the car. Zef gave Calvin that knowing look so he knew exactly what he was referring too from his past. Zef intended to say something more but when the door to the car suddenly opened, he became increasingly silent as an older witch popped her head in cheerfully.

"Anything from the trollie dears?"

Zef merely shook his head to motion that he did not want anything else looking at the others he tried to put on a rather sheerful face and change his attitude to change the subject he had just barely started.

"Come on guys tell me what have you been doing with your lives this summer, I know someone in this car didn't have a boring break like my own."

Zef gave a fake smile but he didn't know if it would fool anyone, the car seemed terribly depressive this year you had to be an idiot not to see that, perhaps he wasn't the only one who had a lot on his mind.