Brandon, entering the room while staring at a piece of paper, pen in hand, mumbling things to himself, yawns. He hadn't slept all night. He was in the middle of the hardest equation he had ever attempted. If anyone caught a glimpse of what was on his paper, even the smartest of the kids would think this absolute gibberish. He looks up momentarily and greets those in the room with a 'hey' before returning to his paper. He sits in any available seat, and looks at the cut cantaloupe, feeling hungry. Unable to resist, he attempts to float a piece to him. He has to grit his teeth, and really focus, but he manages to bring the piece over without incident, it dropping momentarily a few times as his concentration slips just barely. He grabs it out of the air and smiles. "I did it!" He says aloud, more to himself than anyone else, giddy at this prospect. As reward for his success, he takes a bite out of the fruit, chewing absolutely ecstatically. He swallows before returning to his work.