Thomas saw that the new boy had offered his hand to him and shook it, seeing how strongly he shook. "I'm Thomas," he told him, "I'm from England, and I guess you're from Ireland?" Thomas chuckled to himself. "I loved Ireland, I really did. Must've spent a good ten, fifteen years there. I should go back, see how much it's changed." Thomas looked back up at the new boy, "Sorry, I got distracted."

When the new boy asked him what was at the academy, Thomas looked at him with surprise, "You really don't know?" he asked with disbelief, "Well, I might as well tell you." Thomas placed a hand on the new boy's shoulder, and turned him round. He pointed at a girl with blonde hair, "She's a fairly normal person like you, she can manipulate water." Then, he pointed to a boy who was running frantically to his next class, "He's a shifter. he can turn into a wolf." Thomas's mouth got closer to the new boys neck as he spoke, and he pointed to a set of triplets, "You see them? They're demis. Their mum's Hera." Thomas's mouth was now so close to the new boy's neck that he could almost bite it if he wanted. "And then you get people like me," he told the new boy, "I'm a vampire."