Tack was loitering just outside the auditorium, leaning up against a wall and weaving a purple thread between his fingers into two pairs of eyes that blinked their eyelashes at him when he let the string go slack. He felt a bit too shy to greet anyone in the House of Seas, and he supposed he could just find a dorm later; even if he had to sleep on the floor it was better than trying to mutely greet a some busy teenagers on their first day [i]and then[/i] having to (just as mutely) explain why he couldn't say hello like a normal person. The white mouse on his shoulder squeaked to make him aware of her presence and he quickly hid her in his shirt pocket--he wasn't sure if they allowed pets in the school, yet, and he wasn't going to take any chances. Standing up, he figured he should go [i]somewhere[/i] at least, and meandered on outside to find the school grounds' pool.