Markus turned to the boy who had called out to him, a little confused. He was Asian, and he was pretty tall for being one. He gave off an aura of either confidence or cockyness, and he wasn't sure which. This relaxed Markus, though he felt a little small in comparison. He had thought everyone would be claiming cabins by now, but then again, look at him. He nonchalantly slipped some chocolate into his mouth. "Ah, yeah, I'm new here at camp Wachata. I got here a few minutes ago." Markus said this a bit down, and that wasn't the way he wanted the conversation to start. So in a more happy voice that seemed quite forced, he spoke again. "So uh, what's your name? I'm Markus Roe, a pleasure to meet you." He scratched at his leg as he looked at the man, fingering the pack of chocolates hidden in his largest pocket.