Although he did a somewhat decent job of hiding it Mao was beginning to feel more than a little overwhelmed as his new team mates explained and demonstrated each of their abilities, with Hadrian, Light, and Aria being the main sources for his increasing feelings of inadequacy. It was with the arrival of what could best be described as a sapient pile of goo composed of only god knew what that it fully dawned on Mao just what he was getting into pairing up with a bunch of metahumans. "[b][color=00746b]Well...this is certainly shaping up to be a rather interesting day.[/color][/b]" he stated in a somewhat hollow tone, "[b][color=00746b]I think i'll just go pick my room out[/color][/b]". 

Mao spared a moment to give a weak nod of greeting to the slimy new comer before making his way into the building. He didn't bother explaining what his actual abilities are to the others, that could wait until the training began. Mao made it ten step in before the word 'training' was fully processed beyond just a chance to show his stuff. Training meant work. Hard work. Likely lengthy work too. Any feelings of awe he may have had regarding the interior of the base were quickly swamped by a mounting sense of dread as he ventured further inside.