Dimitri opened his eyes and looked over to the red head that joined him. He knew her, he could remember seeing her at school, her name was also perculiar... What was it? Ariel... Right. He gave the girl a small smile and sat upon his bed. ''I've been great, actually. Thanks to my uncle. How have you been Ariel?'', he asked softly. She was a nice girl, and she didn't deserve to be part of the tragedy... hell, none of them deserved it, but they got in either way.