Compared to his small dorm, the rest of the Academy was massive, and Samuel had to admit he was extremely impressed with the design, and the logic behind it. The hallways throughout the building were at least 12 feet in width, most likely to allow students to travel from class to class with out being trapped in slow moving crowds, the ceilings seem to be unnecessarily high though, at what he estimated to be 25 feet into the air. Unless it was designed to allow students that could travel through the air some leeway, or perhaps to distribute the weight through the high,thick walls, Samuel saw no logical reason behind them. He took one last look at the design, and then continued on his way to the cafe. Already he could smell the well-cooked food, causing him to unconsciously lick his lips in anticipation, although he couldn't identify any smells associated with pasta, he could tell that there were at least fifteen different meals to choose from. He turned the corner, and walk ten more feet before making his way through the thick double doors that marked the entrance to the cafe. He stopped by the door and immediately surveyed the room, almost without realizing it.<br/>Several students and teachers had already acquired their food, and had taken seats associated with their positions within the school. It seemed that the left half of the cafe was reserved for staff and faculty, while the right was for students, and possibly school visitors. There were at least four exits that he could see from his location, not including windows. All in all the room looked reasonably secure, and the food delicious, although he couldn't decide on his wanted meal. Eventually he settled on mexican and made his way for the line. He sighed inwardly, he had really been hoping for pasta.