“What view?” confused Sheryl asked.
A tense silence enveloped the group, each boy appearing worried and perplexed.
“View of his own blood,” Henry quickly said, breaking the silence.
All eyes shifted to Henry who added saying “Yeah, view of his blood and injured knee.”
"What do you mean by that?" confused Rurina asked.
Hamond hesitated, "He meant that Hamlyn loves his own blood. He enjoys pain, so when he's in pain, he actually likes it” he explained.
Everyone appeared even more confused. Hamlyn sighed in disappointment, placing his hand on his forehead.
"Guys, you aren't making any sense," Fredy interjected, his confusion evident.
Henry angrily put Fredy in a headlock, “That's exactly what he enjoys. He loves the feeling of pain.” he said
"Whatever, let's just focus on lunch. We don't have much time left," Ruby suggested. With that, everyone shifted their focus back to lunch.