Nevin quietly followed his companion. He took the time to study him, wanting to figure out some of the people he might be working with. The boy was rigid and serious. Any attempt at conversation was short lived as the two made their way around the complex. It was presumptious for him to assume, but he took Abel as the strong silent type. He supposed they would get along well enough. Of course, that was just a first assessment. He could easily be mistaken. People weren't so easily profiled. It just gave him something to start with.

As the two of them found what they had been searching for, he instantly took in the two figures standing beside the machine. He tensed instantly, eyes narrowing as he listened to the two. This school seemed to be full of idiots who just wanted to pick fights. It was sure to get on his nerves. There were only so many arrogant assholes he could put up with.

With a small sigh, Nevin lifted his left hand, tugging the white glove down on his hand more securely before doing the same with the right. At Abel's outburst, he offered a small grin to the two siblings. “Seems you got on my friend's nerves too,” he commented before holding his right fist out. “Abel, which one do you want? I can handle the leftovers.” It wasn't in his character to pick fights. He was getting tired of this attitude, though. First it was the Booster guy and now it was these two. Some of the new students really needed to get shown their place before they let it go to their heads.

He paused, however, at the new intrusion, a girl hopping down from the wall, of all things, to sit atop one of the vending machines. He grinned at her nonchalantly before looking back to Hansen and Gretchen. "It is, isn't it? I'd advise you to stay back if you don't wanna get involved. I'm sure Abel and I can take care of things pretty quickly."