Other than Antwon, Zan, and Korie, everyone else seemed to turn into an emotional wreck by the unfolding events. Ant could hear a scream and some loud chattering as he was making his exit, but didn't bother turning back before putting in his headphones for some more noise rock; ironically, the closest source to comfort Ant had in this madhouse. The reaction from Lorenzo was exactly what Ant expected, having seen it countless times, having spent most of his childhood growing up in dark alleyways, where life on the streets was measured by stature above all. [i]I guess it really isn't any different with the rest of 'civilized society'...[/i]

After changing, Ant found some peace and solitude in the mess hall, left to his lonesome, finding his private quarters rather tight and depressing. His heart sank, however, at the sight of the loud, excitable girl flying into the room. She was making a bee-line toward Ant; he looked behind him on both sides, having to ensure she was actually heading to him. [i]Oh, good Lord...[/i] Antwon muttered under his breath. [i]Anyone else. Anyone but the freaking ray of sunshine.[/i] Ant looked at her with glazed eyes, anticipating being asked some asinine question like what his favorite season was, or if he had a unicorn, what color would its fur be...