Hearing, but paying no heed to the many conversations that filled the air, Oren took his stroll at a leisurely, almost lazy pace. With his hands clasped behind him, his path took him through various rooms and down a seemingly endless hallway. The hum of machinery came and went as he walked down this stretch of the airship, and it was a nice break to the sound of conversation. Before long though, he could hear the sound of other students once again. Pausing to take a look outside, he watched the landscape move past before something wrenched his attention away. A mixture of sounds, none that boded well, filled the air and he pulled away from the window slowly. Unable to see what had actually happened, Oren moved away from the railings he’d been leaning on and towards the sound’s source. As he rounded the corner though, Oren was forced to abruptly halt lest he bowl over the other student. The single optic on his helmet glowed softly as he looked at the student he had just bumped into. [b]“My apologies,”[/b] he murmured, though the voice was somewhat muffled and distorted by the helmet. Not enough to sound completely inhuman, but it could be described as somewhat artificial as if trying to imitate a human’s voice. [b]“Not a robot, just a suit,”[/b] was the reply he gave to her excited exclamation, as he turned his gaze away from her. Further away he could see the remains of a bench that had been completely demolished to pieces, and judging from the students’ gazes that were just turning away, this girl was at fault. Well, that and the brief expression of guilt he had noticed before it changed into pain and subsequently awe. It wasn’t his concern though, so Oren didn’t bother mentioning anything as his curiosity was satisfied. [b]“If you’ll excuse me.”[/b] It was hard to express any sort of tone when his voice was altered, but the words might have just sounded polite. Stepping beside her, Oren figured he would continue with his wandering of the ship. There seemed to be nothing different in here, simply more students mingling about with one another. A drink bar was present in this area so he did make a mental note of that, although he didn’t think he would be making use of it.