Norrie's sanguine outburst dug up a different side of Dr. Mason. Everything about him changed, before he was completely peremptory but now he resembled the little boys Norrie played with out on the streets. Little children in red knitted beanies and patch work coats who shared personal and boisterous laughs with people like them as they played hop-scotch. People without a home. A tough branch with hanging leaves gripped Norrie's shoulder, she tilted her head gaining a better view of her willow. Within the few minutes of knowing Alexis, she knew this wasn't a typical action. The doctor gave a light shrug before taking back her attention.
"Out of turn? I'm not that formal of a guy." Pamella smiled childishly as her cheeks heated, "I'm glad you're eager to learn. Not fearing your power just means you're one step ahead. There's plenty more to take, yet." She waited expectantly for his next words, every sentence he spoke felt like an unfinished symphony. A cliffhanger she wanted to jump down in order to see the next phase. He gazed around at everyone. "Well, if you're staying, I guess that means I'll have to give you a room, huh?" Alex's hands slipped from her shoulder, a relieved sigh shortly followed. The red-head raised an eyebrow. "Grab another person to room with, girls with girls, guys with guys, and I'll give you each a room key. For now, feel free to explore and hang out. The information about how this place works will be on your beds." Pam didn't wait to watch him head out the door before speaking.
”You alright Alex?” She asked.
"A map would be good..." she said softly. Pamella giggled.
”Yeah, it would huh?”