It seemed that Booker was on his own now, since Rachel was off doing whatever, it was just him. He left the airship without a word and looked around, observing the possible team candidates. None of them impressed him. He wasn't sure how well he'd work with them and how well they'd get along when not fighting. He silently walked along and to the assembly hall, studying and observing everyone around him. His face was calm and blank, not revealing his thoughts. He always had a way of masking his motives, and many times it wasn't even intentional. 

As he made his way to the assembly hall, he stood quietly and patiently for the room to fill up and for Ozpin to make his way to the stage.