Jargon walked inside and out of habit bent his head. He was use to things being shorter then his actual hight so he tended to always suck slightly. His large form made it's way down the hall, following his nose to the cafeteria. His eyes scanned the room, folding his arms across his chest. His fingers tapped on his arm, a frown coloring his face. His tail twitched behind him, accidentally tripping a kid who was walking into the room. He glanced back the back forward, before stepping into the line for food. He grabbed very few things, but what he did grab would disgust some. It was a practically raw slab of meat. He went and sat down a few chairs away from from a hulking behemoth. He was too terribly large compaired to him, but still larger.