Desmond glanced briefly at the crowd, which did not interest him the slightest. The only thing he sensed was that he was being watched, and he already knew why. The place had an excess to cameras, other security devices to prevent people from leaving undetected.<br/><br/>He followed the man silently, sweeping across the ground like mist, his eyes were, at the very least to say, blank. The thousand yard stare as they call it. He entered the building, picking cameras off easily, there was really an entire load of cameras. Tch, looks more like a prison compound that a power development center. The colour of the lobby was falsely cheery, in an obvious attempt to lighten the atmosphere, a fact that was not lost on him.<br/><br/>Desmond entered the lift, taking a corner for himself and observing the others' personality and body language.