"The school is full of characters," Caleb agreed, cocking his head, watching Adrian. He looked down for a second, seeing the grass poke up between his tan toes. Caleb wasn't sure of Adrian's nationality, not that it mattered. "Perhaps not good for wind resistance while sprinting," Caleb added.
Adrian's comment got a true smile from Caleb, his fingers moving to break the tip off, tossing it behind them. "They would know I mean no harm. But, good call." Caleb watched Adrian, curious if he was there because he wanted to be, or because he felt compelled to be. "Why are you out?"