"Mind if I come with? I'm pretty much done making myself at home, too, and I'm getting a bit tired of standing around and waiting..."<br/><br/>The previous night, Grey had attempted to get plenty of sleep in preparation for his first day. Unfortunately for him, Veri's controlled demolition of her sleeping area and the following chaotic set-up of the basket had made sleeping difficult, so he had decided to distract himself with his own decoration.<br/><br/>Although "decoration" wasn't a word to describe what Grey had done with his corner of the room. It looked like the model dorm of a college student, something you would find in a magazine. His bed looked almost completely unwrinkled, as if Grey hadn't slept in it at all last night. Sitting on the bedside counter next to it was an alarm clock, a lamp, a book, and a photo of him with his parents - his father with his family shield, his mother with her family naginata. The weapons that Grey used now that he was training to be a Hunter. A shelf hung above his bed, empty save for a scratched-up rook chesspiece made entirely out of silver. About a yard and a half away from his bed was a wooden desk, on which a spotless sheet of paper and a pen lay waiting for somebody to write on them. Half a dozen textbooks, with yellowed pages and notes scribbled in the margins, sat in a neat stack on one corner, and a computer on another.<br/><br/>Of course, that wasn't Grey's only reason for tagging along to get breakfast. Sure, he was hungry, and getting a good breakfast ensured a good start to the day; but he also wanted to make sure that he understood how each member of the team would operate if they were ever separated. After last night's... for lack of a better word,<span style="font-style: italic">explosiveness</span>... Veri was top priority. She was clearly the most unpredictable of the team. It would be best if Grey worked on learning how she worked before continuing to the others.