Staring after everyone exiting the plane, Damien waited several minutes before sighing resigned, as he grabbed a small pack containing only his essentials slinging it by one strap over his back. He walked down the isle of the plane at a slow amble, before climbing off. He stopped almost immediately, staring at the throng of students, looking almost like he didn't want to be here, yet needed to be here at the same time. Shifting his expression to one of boredom to disguise his real emotions, he walked up to the students, before introducing himself to the woman at the front. "I'm Damien Thorne." He scowled almost in disgust as he practically spat his last name. Without another word, he stepped off to the side, trying to stay away from people as much as possible.