Gathering his food from the plethora of options, he mostly stuck to his meat filled diet. He laughed at Wash's response about being starving, and frankly the hunger hit him rather suddenly as well. As he followed Wash over to the table, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least one other person on the squad was okay with being social, and even appeared to be a good teammate.

West sat down across from Washington. "Great to meet you, Wash. It's a good thing our nicknames don't entail out-of-combat jobs. For your sake," he chuckled at his own joke. "But yeah, I'm the sniper. And more importantly, I never miss my mark." He took a bite out of a chicken wing, savoring the taste, then spoke when he swallowed. "But I'll warn you now, I can also handle myself if I need to be up close and personal juuuuust fine."

"Oh, and yeah, you saw my record right. Delta's my new partner in crime. Say hello, Dee."

The small green man appears standing on the table next to my tray and says, "How do you do, Agent Washington. Epsilon."

Hood took another bite out of his drumstick, then his green beans. [i]Yep, I'm definitely going to like this guy.[/i] He thought to himself.

"So what'd you think of that little test? You know, with the robots and all." West pondered.