Wes followed Travis, who hadn't lied - the room was cozy, and certainly pleasant. The plush chairs looked like heaven, but already there were the politics of the group to consider, seeing as some of them didn't seem too happy to share a space with a Hunter. After a few moments of deliberation, he just decided he didn't care and plunked himself down pretty much in the centre, leaning his elbows on his knees to cup his small face in his hands silently as he waited for whatever was about to happen. Until he knew exactly what was going on and what this was all about, it seemed wiser not to open his mouth (and also not to spark anything before Felix could explain).