Dactrin looked between Tychus and Tris as they argued in silence, hands working furiously, their emotions clearly showing through their faces. He was pretty sure he knew what was going on but he could only assume he was missing some details. He stayed quiet, not wanting to interfere between the two as they argued in such an odd way that, if it weren't for the uncomfortable circumstance, might have been a bit comical. SLAP! Dactrin took a step backwards, eyes wide with surprise as he saw Tristan let loose on Tychus' face. Her anger had reached it's pinnacle point and he could see this was not the first time he had put her in a situation like this. Dactrin watched helpless as Tristan was so fired up she was going in for round two. He wasn't about to stop her but Sierra defineitly did as she grabbed Tristan's wrist when it was raised in the air and about to come down on Tychus again. 

When Sierra called for Beau's help he immediately complied, moving his large frame between Tristan and Tychus. "Tristan calm down" he said cooly in his deep voice, looking up to her and ready to set his gaze upon her for feelings of calmness and relaxation. But as soon as he came forward to help mediate Tristan was already retreating, pulling away from Sierra and the group to make her exit. Beau glanced to Dactrin to see how he was reacting. It was clear from his distance stance he didn't want to get involved; how very typical of him. 

On her way out Tristan finished with a word to Dactrin [i]"...Sorry Dactrin, I guess I was wrong… I’ll meet you outside and we’ll head down for breakfast…” [/i]

Dactrin watched her leave. He didn't even have a chance to offer to calm her down as she whirlwind from the moment to exiting the room. 

Unsure of what to do next, seeing as he didn't sign, Dactrin looked to Tychus and was about to leave when Tychus held up his finger in a motion for him to wait one moment. Dactrin waited and watched as Tychus pulled out a pad. After Tychus finished and showed Dactrin his note, Dactrin read it carefully, the last bit showing his attitude that Tristan seemed to be battling with. He didn't care though, his curiosity was strong enough to still desire that conversation with him. Sometimes the best were known to have difficult nature's. His dad was known for his own stubbornness in the community despite his respected skills. 

Dactrin knew one ASL message: thank you. He learned it when he was younger. He looked to Tychus and nodded with a small smile. He raised his thumb for an "okay" signal then raised his hand up to his chin, bringing it down to sign "thank you". He would take Tychus up on that offer later. For now he was still hungry but more importantly he wanted to be there for Tristan. If she needed to vent more he would be there for her. He gave a small wave to Tychus then turned to leave.

Beau shook his head and looked to Tychus. He didn't know sign language and he didn't speak telepathically so he looked to Tychus with intentions of making eye contact to inflict intense feelings of remorseful guilt upon him. If he managed to make eye contact to do this he only held the painful emotion for 30 seconds before turning away. "Let's go then" he said to Sierra, leaning against her, tail wrapping around behind her in hopes to comfort her. 

Beau walked outside of the room and looked for Tristan, hoping she hadn't gone off to eat without him. When he saw her just in the hall he smiled with relief. She seemed to be engaging with another girl and her daemon. He waited for the right moment then stepped forward, placing his arm around her shoulder. "You ok?" he asked, making it clear he was there for her. "I think some breakfast might make you feel better." he glanced to the girl. She didn't seem like she was quite sure of where she was. He wasn't sure if Tristan had already offered her but he knew the feeling of being alone and confused in the school so he made the friendly gesture to offer her to join them. "We were going to grab a bite to eat, if you want to join us?"