Cobalt rubbed his eyes in an attempt to prevent himself from crying. "Sorry. I'm fine." He looked at everyone and their reactions to him. They all seemed relatively forgiving. "It's fine, no cookies are needed." Cobalt took off his weapon and laid it near his bed. "Sorry again." He was calming down somewhat and he decided to introduce himself. "I'm Cobalt. It's nice to meet you all. Sorry I interrupted your sleep." He then had a sudden realization. "Wait why is she drunk? We're underage." He asked before shaking his head. "Nevermind actually, I'm just going to go to bed. Once more, sorry for the scare and we'll talk about this in the morning I guess." Cobalt shrugged and got in his bed with a surprising grace for a man his size. He laid awake and stared at the ceiling for a while before just getting out a book and reading.

The next morning he showed up at class and looked at his scroll. He saw he was paired up against a dude named Gren. He subconsciously touched the 27 Smasher and frowned. He had heard that Gren had a weapon just like his. But better. He crossed his arms and began thinking. Maybe Gren would be a pushover. 'Yeah right. He's a student of Beacon.' He chuckled and looked at the ceiling. "Now what?"