<div align=center>The canteen was packed, full of bustling, chatting students. The noise was amplified for Evan, and made his head hurt, but he was hungry enough to stay in here. He'd easily found his way back with Zelda's help, and was somewhat thankful for her being there. Surprisingly, the queue for food wasn't as long as he had expected, and he had sat himself at an empty table, waiting for Zelda to get herself something to eat. Evan had settled for a sandwich and a carton of orange juice, though he was currently only picking at the bread, his mind was elsewhere.
He nibbled absently at the straw from his carton, staring off into the distance somewhere, before pulling off a small chunk of bread from his sandwich and putting it in his mouth. It was soft, and it tasted good, though he hadn't actually taken a bite of the sandwich yet. </div>
He nibbled absently at the straw from his carton, staring off into the distance somewhere, before pulling off a small chunk of bread from his sandwich and putting it in his mouth. It was soft, and it tasted good, though he hadn't actually taken a bite of the sandwich yet. </div>