It had taken some time before Damien got to the place that he would be sharing with Kireina, though that didn't make much of a difference to him. He made his way to one of the bedrooms he claimed as his, before putting away everything in his pack. The book he was reading earlier, he tossed onto his bed. While he had read every page in that book, he often enjoyed thumbing through the pages, as he enjoyed the many stories it held. The only other things in the pack were an extra pair of clothes, which he placed in some drawers, without paying much attention. This was all he brought with him, and this was all he owned. Without even a second thought, he picked up the book, and walked back to the living room, where he turned on the TV. Should the school announce the next fight, the TV was one possible means. Sometime later, while he was reading, he was proven correct as the TV made a notice about the next fight. He glared lightly at the TV as though it was its fault he would be fighting, before walking at a bit of a hurried pace outside to a bus stop, so he could get back to the school faster.

The ride had taken longer than Damien had expected, but he still made it there before the five minute mark. "I'm here." He told whoever was at the arena, with no real enthusiasm.