Entering the dining hall, Felice scanned the room to see a few other test subjects already there. And that man. That man... 

Quietly noticing the absence of his guards, the still-scowling boy took a seat near the middle of the one side of the table, taking another glance around the room. There was a lot of food here...odd. That plate of cookies near him especially...was irritating to him. He hated those cookies right now. 

Removing his attention from the distastefully colored objects, he glanced around at the others again, though he wasn't particularly taken with what he could see at the moment.