Nazo kept mostly to himself after they got out of there. Walking along, he listend only half heartidly to the woman speaking. Right now, was more of his time. Knowledge was power, and as they moved, Nazo was taking in a lot of information. As he had done within his cell, it barley looked like he was looking around or paying attention at all. He was once more messing with a bit of hair by his ear. As they moved however, he took in everything. They were directed to rooms, to change and prepare for what laid ahead. His eyes followed still what had happened with the demonstration of the fence.
They would be killed if they tried to escape eh? He had little intrest of going anywhere at the moment anyways. He lifted his thumb to his lips to chew on it once more, but glanced at the still slightly fresh wound of not long ago, and thought better of it. Others were moving off to find rooms, and his eyes moved to one that seemed to be unoccupied. He moved to the door, glancing at the handle for a moment. He still heard the various sounds of the other moving about and reacting to what was going on. Slipping in, he closed the door. Silence. That was what greeted him, and that made him happy. An empty room, which in moments he had memorized within his head.
The layout was pretty basic, so it was indeed easy to memorize. He moved to the bed, his eyes falling on the suit the other had mentioned was there to change into. It was not bad, so it would do. He glanced at himself in the mirror and frowned. What a mess....He stared at himself in the glass. He hated being a mess. Turning, he undid his shirt and then pants, before changing out of his clothes into what was prepared. No sense in wasting time or arguing. He ran through what he had learned so far. Seemed Lum and this Xavi woman were in charge. All of them were prisoners, some smarter than others. That Maxim guy was a fool...Reiko was bold but very naive...the other female who seemed to have gained this Xavi woman's attention besides him was one with a darker edge.
He smiled lightly, so many different people to play with indeed. He was curious and excited, that his mind was already beginning to run through senarios of what was might happen. He bit his lip now, since his thumb had been injured. It was quite the interesting topic to think about. He doubted any of the others would attempt to approach him. Their minds would only see him as insignificant or creepy. Perhaps only a quiet child who was not a threat. He chuckled, a darker glint forming within his eyes. Underestimating him would succeed in being their undoing. But like with any game, one would not be so quick to show their hand. For now he would be silent and patient, learning and watching for the perfect moments and opportinities. He was interested to see where this little game would go.