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Zero watched in silence as the new arrival began making a mess of things right off. As he had thought, this Legion lady wasn't one to be messed with, and what happened with the girl only confirmed it more. And so he stood there, motionless as a statute, as the lecture was finished and the orders of where they would be living for their time on the island was given out. Listening to all the living quarters called out, he noticed quite a few of them were being sent to a place called Facility C, which he took to be a bad thing. At most people were being placed in with one or two others, but he'd heard at least half a dozen names called out for that place so far.

Hearing the crunching of gravel, Zero turns his head slightly and takes in the image of the new man joining them, taking a note about the ice commit, deciding it might be useful information later on. After all, he didn't really know any of these people, nor their abilities, so guessing at them was as good as it got for now. Soon a couple of others showed up, one wearing headphones of all things.

Once he had the name of the living quarter he was given, Zero turns and begins to walk off, letting his arms sway loosely at his sides as he moves, keeping them at the ready should Legion, or any of the others on the island, decide there was more he needed to hear today. He already knew not to piss off Legion, not to talk back, and not to start a fight or try and escape, and that was enough for him. What came after this? He had no idea, but he wanted to get another shirt on before that.