"Name's Weston. If anybody is useless, it is you for your rotten attitude," Weston said facing the cafeteria window. "You think your better than everyone here don't you? Well, you're wrong. All because he is human doesn't mean he is no use to us. Look, I came here to make it to the finals, not lose because of some damned stubborn cat like you. We out number the other team with you, but without you, we still have a good chance. Your just a thorn in our leg. Once we get rid of you, we will have no problem to victory." He stood up and walked to the entrance of the cafeteria. "You better hope your not the first to go," he said, "I'll make sure I'm their when you fall. Oh, and, Bright, you have my vote for our leader." Weston then departed from the cafeteria toward the cabins.