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"S-sorry... just ignore me..." Zach stared dejectedly at the floor and his clawed toes. He closed his yellow eyes and tried to think of something else. Like why there had to be so much surveillance, all the time. However, being constantly watched was making him nervous too. He lifted his horned head a bit and pounded a fist against the table in frustration. The other man had become quiet other than an echoed sentiment, so he looked at him. He looked uncomfortable.

That same want for hunting that he'd been in confusion over all that morning had returned to him. It had a plan and a purpose - it wanted to kill. Albeit it wasn't strong enough to force Zach to do anything truly outrageous, but at the moment he was feeling upset and hollow. The predator could have picked no better time to to stir. For a moment Chert didn't look like a person, but a careless creature just sitting out in the open. Perfect prey. Zach stared rather blankly at the other man, who seemed unaware. One well-placed bite in the skull... he clicked his large canines together. It would be so simple.

He ignored the salad in front of him. Why finish it? the dangerous side of him thought. There was something else in the room that would be much more fun to make a meal of.

Zach didn't look that aware of Chert watching him, and the odd expression didn't go away. The growing of so much new bone and muscle had taken a lot out of him, which had driven his hunger far further in this one day than it would have otherwise been. As much as the salad was meant to be a statement, it had been a very bad choice. He was in such a confused state thanks to the craving for meat that it was rather blurred where his thoughts stopped and the predator's started.

He gave the other man a grin that exposed the sharp tips of all his newly changed teeth. Would he run? He'd give chase if he had to. His tail was no longer curled but swished from side to side.

It took a moment for the incongruous sound of children's song to penetrate the cloud of adrenaline surrounding Chert's brain. He followed the direction of Zach's golden gaze and was appalled to find the feline girl he'd met his first day on the island wandering right past the tense face-off towards the food bar. The reptile looked interested in the unwary prey. Very interested. Chert wanted to shout, What the hell are you doing?! Get away!, but all that escaped his lips was an angry-sounding "Get!" as he let the fork fall to the floor and snatched up the plate with the sandwich on it. He doubted he could reach Colche in time, but maybe he could buy her a few seconds to escape with a distraction. The dinnerware was the heaviest thing within reach.

As Chert hollered the warning, he chucked the plate straight at Zach's head with all of the force he could muster. It sliced through the air like a large, food-laden throwing star- ...only considerably less deadly. Maybe it would distract Zach from his current goal.

Zach bared his teeth a little more toward Colche. God, was he hungry. She'd make a good meal. He advanced toward her frozen form, ready make a killing blow.

Chert's aim had been pretty good, but not superb. The heavy ceramic plate hit Zach in the upper arm, jarring him from his prepapations to pounce. It hurt, yes, and it infuriated him. But the brand-new scales Zach had grown along the side of his arm had served their purpose and deflected most of the plate. It bounced away and crashed against the floor nearby.

Zach let out a hiss. He was tired of this. He wanted his prey, and he wanted it now. He wasn't going to wait much longer, the hunger was driving him insane. He gave a quick look to Colche, then whirled around and made a leap onto the table and quickly off to the other side of it. He stood on his odd feet and took a step closer to the other man. Being hit with a plate wasn't going to keep him from his goddamn dinner. There'd be nothing but bones left behind once he got done with this man.

He lunged at the man, just like he had at Avery. Snap! But again, something stopped him from sinking his teeth into anything but air.

Chubbs shuffled somewhat sadly towards the cafeteria, he was very hurt, cut to the bone, he felt like he'd been stabbed in the heart. He was going to stuff his face with something sugary, something to use to forget and just enjoy, like cake. His ears perked when he heard loud noises and a crash coming from the cafeteria, making him jog a bit faster to see what was up. And there he saw what looked like a fight, a frenzy. Two guys he didn't know, one freaked out the ying yang and Colche mauling the guys tail. Chubbs flung the door open and raced in, it had to stop, then it struck him, was this the b*****d Billy that went after Colche?

It was like a switch, like Chubbs had split personality, if he'd been the hulk he'd been turning green. Instead he had a raging beast and Chubbs was willing to use it. He couldn't be there all the time for everyone, he wasn't god, but right now Colche needed him, and the guy holding the jerk by the horns. Chubbs charged, even with the two on him already, Chubbs wasn't going to let up. Just as the freak took a swipe, Chubbs latched his hand over the wrist of the freak boy and twisted it in a way it shouldn't be twisted. With his free hand, calws and all wrapped around the jerk's neck and lifted him into the air. To Chubbs it felt like lifting a child. Chubbs pulled freako's face to look at his own and he let him see the beast in his eyes and made sure he remembered it. Baring his teeth Chubbs let out a deafening roar right into the guys face, sending spittle flying. With wrath in mind, Chubbs went to send the guy sailing, but suddenly it started to grow dark, and he felt the cold surface of the floor on his back.