Penn was quiet for a bit, lost in thought until Washington and Alaska introduced themselves, explaining the other two names on the list as well. Well, that explains those two, and he pegged Alaska as the quieter, more reserved of the two. Good to know, he reckoned, and he extended a hand to whichever of the two would be willing to shake in greeting. "Morning Washington, Alaska, pleasure to meet you both. Call me Pennsylvania, or Penn, whichever suits you more."

North offered to go to get breakfast, and Penn shrugged a bit. He had to get his armor first, even though he was in the jumpsuit, he always was more comfortable in his reinforced armor. More ready for something to go wrong without having to worry about mission compromise. Not as readily, at any rate. Of course, that meant turning them down for the moment, and he glanced at North and spoke in response to his question. "I'm going to fetch my armor first, I reckon today won't be as easy as breakfast, lunch, dinner, and muse over the board ratings. So I'm at least having that on me before I start eating, just in case. I'll catch up with you guys, yea? Pleasure meeting you two Washington, Alaska."

With that, Penn took his leave to go to the armory and suit up, as it were. It wasn't uncommon for Penn to do so, especially on days prior to training. There were probably plenty of agents who would not be suiting up right away, but Penn did out of habit and, to a degree, comfort. Armor was more comfortable for him than lounging about in normal clothing, far less exposed to prying eyes and the like. No need for any of that, he reckoned. So once he was in his armor, with his helmet tucked under his shoulder, he made his way to the mess hall, to grab some breakfast and seek out the group of Agents he had fallen into talking with and got along with well enough, mainly looking for North or South.