Nemo rested his hands back into his jacket pockets as they continued on. He looked back, seeing Travis and Artos still following along. As he turned back he took the time to reflect to himself. [i][color=c0c0c0]"Not good, not good at all. My attempts at socializing always end the same way, with that look of fear and unease, it makes me very... frustrated."[/color][/i] Nemo thought.

[color=c0c0c0][i]"But expecting any different would've been vacuous."[/i][/color] He continued. [color=c0c0c0][i]"It's a pain to think about it, Felix's opinion of me likely hasn't changed all that much, and on top of that it's unlikely I can still beat him. He's improved while I've stayed the same. However, that's only if it's a fair all out fight."[/i][/color]

[i][color=c0c0c0]"The student doesn't bother me, he seems honest, I can respect that, but the same thing can't be said about the other two." 
"She's a schemer..."
"He's a schemer..."
"I really don't like schemers... The difference between them is that I can make a good guess on what her angle is already. She just wants to go back to her own business, I'm an obstacle to that, so I must be removed."
"But the swordsman, he's different, I don't know what he wants, but he's bad news, I know that. That really bothers me, it bothers me so much I just might have to-"[/color][/i] Nemo was cut off from his thinking when the walls suddenly slammed shut. 

Nemo turned back, seeing Artos gone and a pool of blood seeping out from the crease in the wall. [color=c0c0c0][i]"...I guess some things just work themselves out."[/i][/color] He finished. 

He turned to Travis, looking to the wall, Nemo then glanced over to the other routes now that they were in the room. [color=c0c0c0]"Are you okay?"[/color] He asked. [color=c0c0c0]"Nothing can be done about it now, and we have to figure out what route to choose."[/color]