"No I just don't want to be shoved into a dam orphanage..." grumbled, this girl was about the same age as well, though maybe a little older, as he shook her hand, and then looked to the teacher, hmm...familiar, but hell figure out why later, as he goes to the desk, starting to get crayons or something to draw with. He didn't like crayons though, and decided to take some paint supplies, and get a paper, and do so.