Rylan had showed the other kid how to activate the wrist band map and without another word, stepped off the platform and into the streets. 'Im sure he can figure out the rest' he thought. After all, the easiest way to learn a gadget was to toy with it. His own map display highlighted a route to the Ignori dorms. He stopped at the street that the map bade him to. It was all so.. clean.. and gave the appearance of wealth. The city as a whole. The city within a ship.. Rylan recalled once more that he was not on solid ground but in space. It unsettled him that everyone was trapped here with him and his awful mutation and there was nowhere to run. No other place to hide. Quickly he noticed his temperature rising and took few deep breaths to calm down. Anxiety wasn't nearly as bad as anger but he had to remind himself to keep it under control. Instead of following the map, Rylan turned it off completely and kept going past the suggested route. Perhaps he would walk for a while and explore on his own. Hands in his pockets, the fiery eyed boy in the black vest walked on.

Minutes became hours as he walked, lost in both himself and the majesty of the city ship. His anxiety was gone entirely and Rylan saw only the beauty and elegance of it all. The dorms were probably no less impressive. It was evident that these aliens had gone to great lengths to make the students comfortable 'What game are they playing' the sound of chatting and friendly banter shook him from his thoughts. In his exploring, it would seem that he'd inadvertently returned to the general vicinity of the Dorms. Not his intention but perhaps.. a subtle push from his subconscious. Or an external entity ever so cunningly manipulating his actions.. "tch.." he scoffed. 'Over thinking things again'
It occurred to him now that he was over tired and more than a little hungry. Rylan glanced towards the conversation. Kids from the train.. other mutants sitting and dinning at some food place with a name he could not pronounce. Socializing was something that the reclusive teen did not look forward to and he was about to be on his way when his stomach began to fight him. 'Not now.. dammit…' He stood there a moment, hands in his pockets and looking from the ground to the bar. With a deep breath and a drawn out sigh Rylan submitted to his need for sustenance and took a seat at the bar farthest from the others. 

The menu was strange, or at least the names of the food items were. Rylan was about to flag down the waiter for an order but realized he had no money to pay with. "Damn." he cursed under his breath and folded his arms on the bar counter, burying his face in them. "Stupid.."