Vernon had stood there the entire time he wasn't sure how to read these other... well hybrids, he wasn't one of them. He'd been grown in a test tube, these people had outside lives and family they might go back to.<br/>The closest he could call family were standing in front of him, and the rest buried under a ton of rock.<br/>The equine was silent for the longest time, realizing dispite his education and fear of being alone, he actually had no social skills. at least none that wouldn't come off as pre-programmed.<br/>He mentally kicked himself. the only thing he'd learned through persional experience and not tutoring was sex and violence and that was because of the scientist's abuse.<br/>"I see we've reached an accord..." he said to the group aloud, the first words he'd spoken in the entire conversation. part of him had been observing the entire time, taking in as much information as he could, learning, absorbing information.<br/>"I am glad to see you chose not to hurt the humans, after all" he looked at the hybrids "you are humans too are you not, they never took that away from you did they?" his voice was calm and reasionable, enough so that it came off as a little emotionless, like a computer. "they simply added things on" he tilted his head looking at Katlin "and yes m'lady I was taught basic sign language."<br/>"I think our first objective should be to find shelter" he looked up "as a storm is rolling in and the wild creatures may be back. they did set some of the failures and genetic samples loose on the grounds as part experiment, and part to allow them to develop a gene pool that they could draw upon. speaking of wich" he looked over at Swift "our own gene pool is perticularly varied and weak, if we are intent on actually building a community we might need a more stable pool." he shrugged, he was simply thinking aloud, what were they going to do? start their own anthro community? he wasn't sure. "for now shelter and food are top priorities."