Grey sat in one of the parks of Zuellni playing a match of chess against himself. His face was blank as always, but any passer by could tell he was in deep thought as his eyes raced and jumped from piece to piece before making any move. He had just recently been fired and replaced by platoon 15 due to "teamwork issues" but he didn't really seem to take it hard. it gave him a little time to rest and recover. Platoon 15 had pushed him hard and didn't listen to his advice making things even worse for him. But that was the past, now Grey had time to focus on other things before getting pulled into some other Platoon who needed a Nen-I user and came to him. his only hope was that this time they would listen to him and take his advice in battle, and not just want him as a radio system.