The doll being thrust toward him was certainly something unexpected, and Drake slowly took the doll from the doll-like girl, eying it curiously. The doll had run after him earlier, that he remembered. Slowly tucking the doll underneath his arm once more, he refused the offer for a soda after he entered the dorms, standing before the couches and chairs, not caring to sit. His arms were crossed before him, his pale blue eyes piercing into those of the students around him. It was apparent he wasn't Japanese, but he had somehow managed to speak it well enough to communicate with them. Perhaps he'd been in Japan for awhile. Slowly parting his lips, his tongue ran over the metal rings in the lower one as the winged man immediately perched himself on a wall, simply staring at the group with yellowed eyes, silently watching and observing. Clearing his throat, the mystery boy spoke.<br/><br/>"A name is important. All you need to know is that I am Drake." He paused a bit as he listened to the girl in pajamas mention wanting this to all be a nightmare. "Keep that attitude up and you'll die the next time you're caught up in this." His voice was harsh, but it was apparent he wasn't fooling around. "This is Discordia, the shift of time and space we currently inhabit. In it there are monsters, like the ones that were killed and ones like she turned into." His finger immediately locked onto Kari. She had sat beside Aryn on the couches, hoping to avoid being singled out, but once having been. . . she simply cowered where she was and stared at the ground, ignoring the wounds on her arms.<br/><br/>"All of you are in serious danger if you don't buck up and take this seriously. If you all were brought in together at the same time, then it's not a coincidence." Drake said firmly as he glanced around the group. "I can smell it on you all, Discordia. You've been experiencing it before, but I take it that this was your first time in an all out experience. Predictable, the newbies freaking and panicking." Crossing his arms once more, he closed his eyes and let his bangs fall over his face. "Listen up, if you want to survive this realm and live another day, stay here. But if you're too scared to handle it," his eyes immeidately shot toward the girl in pajama's. It was apparent that he was trying to intimidate the group. Drake had to be. If any of the students were to survive, they'd need to learn how to awaken their personas and fight side-by-side with them.<br/><br/>"If you can't handle the fact that you're going to have to fight to stay alive, leave the room right now and try to live a normal life. . . But trust me, that will be completely impossible for you. . . Discordia has its eyes set on your soul."