Mikhail’s expression didn’t change when Stefan informed him that the trip would be roughly sixteen kilometers. While that was a bit of a walk, it was nothing that he wasn’t used to. He was just glad to have some kind of direction. He followed behind others closely lest he stray from the rest of the group— he had been known previously to walk sideways under the impression that he was following everyone.<br/><br/>He enjoyed the smalltalk that the group created, but was relieved when everyone came to a stop. The tip tap of his cane stopped as well when he did, and he waited for some sound to give him an indication of what was happening. He heard a gate strain open and he smiled; they were finally here.<br/><br/>Mikhail continued behind the rest of them until they dispersed, and then he stood for a brief moment before Stefan directed him. He nodded to a wall and said, “Yes, will do.”<br/><br/>It took him a brief while to get his ducks in order, and a few more minutes to find a place to put his things, but once he did he started off towards Stefan’s office. It took quite a bit of foresight to navigate the warehouse, but luckily the layout was simple. He tip tapped on the floor with his cane to avoid obstacles, and once he reached the door, he pushed it open slightly and said, “Hello?”