[center][color=Moccasin][b][h2]Reese Kestrel[/h2][/b][/color]
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[indent][color=Gray]By the time that Reese had finished his bowl of soup, the boy was sweating profusely, his nose beginning to run. He broke into a short dash for a cup of water, drinking graciously to calm himself. Just as he had returned to the table and began to cool off, he looked to the ethnically-exotic boy that addressed the lot of them in a peculiar, officiated manner, watching Sano speak as if he were a little deranged. He simply didn't expect such a posh and acute request, given what the recruits had witnessed from their [i]actual[/i] instructor earlier.

And in a way, Reese was a bit weirded out by Sano, still boasting a look of mild confusion on his face as he departed just as suddenly. Bumping himself next to Olivia, who was in close proximity, he looked up to Gabriel momentarily, wondering why the giant had suddenly ceased to function. Perhaps the anxiety of social interaction with females was Gabriel's fatal flaw? Deciding to leave him in his dazed state, he turned back to Olivia.[/color]

[color=Moccasin][b]"That guy's kind of weird, isn't he?"[/b][/color] [color=Gray]Reese referred to Sano's almost-uptight, tense tone, whispering to Olivia. He looked up to Mora and Lauren, sitting across from them. The boy watched as the two fiddled with their food, force-feeding one another, and for the moment, he didn't have much to say to anyone. He sat back and gave everything a moment of his time, taking the scenery of the lively mess hall into account; it was one of those many things that Reese would remember for a long time; at least, he hoped so.[/color][/indent]