Gideon shrewdly watched those around him, it seemed many of them were already making good with their conversation. Gideon wasn't good at talking, he was good at protecting his clients, like his father. A sudden sneeze swept through Xovos's body, causing him to reflect upon catching a cold in the relatively cold weather. The wet air definitely had an odd taste to it, contrasting from the warm, arid air that usually filled his lungs. Getting used to the conditions, much less the people, would be a difficult feat indeed.

While Xovos wandered the area, following most of the crowd, his eyes settled on a man in a metallic looking suit and a girl, though eventually a hologram appeared in front of the armored figure. Approaching through the crowd, Gideon brushed his way past the flowing traffic until he came to the opposite side of the hologram from where the two were. Without acknowledging them he simply stared at the hologram, his high intensity gaze focused on the display of light. Silently noting the buildings.