Cam stifled a yawn and looked around somewhat bored. He seemed to have been totally forgotten, ignored or passed over by everyone. What point was there in remaining to stay in the lineup? It wasn't as if he was going to be missed and with that thought in mind, he simply backed out of the line and started towards the area where he had left his drawing materials. No words were spoken, after all he wasn't about to draw attention to himself by speaking. He pulled out his sketchbook and his pencil box and then headed for the exit.<br/><br/>He didn't expect anyone to stop him and wouldn't be surprised if he managed to get out of the room without anyone noticing. Cam had put up with this enough and as it seemed he was probably going to keep being ignored or passed over, what was the point in sticking around? That thought kept revolving around in his mind and he shook his head, letting out a slight sigh. Whatever. He pulled open the door and slipped over the threshold, intending to head outside and draw out in the fresh air, something he could always count on.