Trent watched the initiates jump, hands behind his back and slowly pile up to him as instructed. So far obedience wasn’t a problem which was good news.
He nodded to the guy whom wore the red and gold-yellow signature Amity colors, shaking his hand going to comment on how Tracey was a piece of work, but he wasn’t going to go into his family life with initiates. He missed his family in truth, yet he could dwell on it another day when he weren’t currently responsible for transfers.
He risked a glance to them as some interrogations went on about why an erudite girl had jumped first which had peaked his own interest as he never cared much for why and the reasoning behind the jumpers before-just that they did it. But before things got too nasty, James had broken it up in his own heated way causing Trent to look to him lowering a hand communicating for him to cool it.
Trent turned his attention back to the transfers smiling a little at the outburst that was an improvised fear test. “Welcome to Dauntless. Stay on my heels.” He second looked the erudite and candor transfers. “Not literally,” he added and began the tour of the essentials. The touring bored him and no doubt would bore the initiates even more. If they were Dauntless, they wouldn’t mind the adventure of showing themselves around.
“The pit,” he introduced the vague opening stretching out his arms, picking up his pace so he could be over with it. “Uuhh training area, sometimes, it depends what your trainer wants to do with you is tucked to the right,” he announced as they were a level up from it.“It has targets, weaponry and rings which we’ll have plenty of time to experiment with later. The eating area is to the left. And your room is...” he led the way to the chasm and the little steel bridge crossing over it. He strolled across it with ease used to the absurd structure of Dauntless and looked over his shoulder to check the initiates. There was another way to their room in such a big place but part of being Dauntless was experimenting new stimuli.
“And your room,”he got to finish as he gestured to another opening after following few turns and dark corridors. The “room” had a few bunks and mattresses packed together. He took some black clothes from the arms of an experienced Dauntless waiting there for them. “Hope none of you have self-esteem issues.” He held out the clothes for the initiates to grab and once they were all off his arm, he paced off to regroup in the dining area, though that was putting it elegantly.
“I’m not giving tours again.” Was his way of greeting them as he took a seat. "So many transfers are gonna be wondering around lost now," he rubbed his temples. "If anyone asks it's a teamwork test," he justified in advance.