Sorta pissed

Ian spun aroudn in the chair. He had been in a half-daze for awhile just staring at the broken chalk board in the front of the room. "What!?!" he asked rubbign his eyes, "Where is she and what does she need me for?" he asked gettign up from the chair.

"Your choice, if you don;t want to you don't have to, but you have done a lot of runnign back and forth for us so I'll understand if you do come." he said.

Ian followed, yeah he was ina hurry, but he still walked. Running isn't much of a thing for Ian, and he continued to casually stroll until he saw the stairs to the roof where Chris was waiting.