Gray slapped himself in the forehead "Snap-dragons. I get it now." He let his head rest in his palm, knowing that the bout of nervous laughter that was welling up in his chest would only make everything worse.

"I am really sorry," He offered pitifully from behind his hand. Glancing up, he noticed Hunter's dad and paled a little.

"...Is that your dad? Do you think I should start running now?" He asked her under his breath.