A boy with a mess of hair that hung in front of his face, paced along the red line. He walked with a shy gaunt, looking like he pulled into himself unconsciously. Making himself smaller to be less noticeable. His eyes often darted from place to place, making it obvious he was not at ease and was ready to bolt if he felt threatened. Ashton pulled the mask over his face, leaving only narrowed eyes uncovered. Approaching the end of the line, he saw another man who was just entering. Looking around the man's shoulders he saw more people inside. Ashton patted down his hair, suddenly becoming self-conscious as he grew more nervous. When Jason had went inside, Ashton quickly followed suit. It seemed the man in charge of this had already started talking, Ashton wasn't sure what to do with himself and decided to just stand and listen. He took note of everyone in the huge room.