Ryu didn't really get a lot else of what she said but he could understand some of it, and so he focused on what he did understand. "Kratos, Power. Then if a Persona is......Yes I see, my innermost-self is personified power." He frowned at Priscilla's weak answer in regards to the Hour of Reflection. "Of course, no one ever knows the key pieces that are needed. I suppose I will have to figure that stuff out myself huh?" At that point though Priscilla went on and addressed the next person in line, after that she said a few more things to the group as a whole, the summary Ryu managed was that those with Personas could enter individually and those without would have to wait and get theirs. That indicated that everyone present could, and would in fact get Personas. Ryu awoke the next morning exhausted from the previous day's events. So he trudged through some semblance of a morning routine before realizing he had absolutely nothing aside from the clothes on his back and what he kept in his book-bag. A glance at the clock told him he wouldn't have enough time to run home and get anything before classes started, so he grit his teeth and accepted his fate. Oh well, it's not like he was ever out to impress anyone anyway. The young man took his seat in the classroom, his clothes disheveled, his hair a mess, and dark circles under his eyes indicated to anyone who even glanced at him that he had a bad night. So if his natural demeanor wasn't enough of a deterrent, the zombie look would certainly serve to keep people away from him. And so classes went on as normal, lunch came and Ryu merely stuck to his routine, with his nose in a book. It was a pretty bad habit actually, he would get so absorbed in a book that he'd miss meals, sleep, important events even. At one point his Aunt had to make sure he was eating by watching him eat just to make sure. Ryu had somewhat broken the habit, but his current book had his full attention, it's title: Psychiatry of World War 1. Although, as he took a brief respite to digest a paragraph Ryu had the most eerie sense he was forgetting something.