"Mm." Wesley couldn't help but force his eyebrows to remain level as he attempted to keep his face serious at Raiya's introduction. Though the condescension ran deep, it felt more like a childlike display of force, a flex to keep him off her back. He took another bite slowly, eyeing her for a few more seconds and allowing the corners of his mouth to turn up ever so slightly, not entirely worried about any consequence. "Charmed," he concluded, letting his gaze wander over the others before him.

	The rest of the reactions to him seemed rather lukewarm, but that was to be expected, if he admitted it fairly. Despire it, though he understood Zoey's professed unease, it did not stop him from a resentful pang at still being associated to the world he had left behind years ago. The other girl had flat up just left as well, whether it was because of his presence or not. The skills he had retained from his training were useful, but at the cost of making those he attempted to ally wary. It made finding a partner tiresome, or really, considering he still hadn't found one, impossible. Wes couldn't deny that he was lonely, and so far, it didn't seem that it was going to be any sort of change with attitudes of those around him. Already he began to resign himself to hoping to find pleasure in his work as opposed to his company.

	Thankfully, though, at least one person seated had given him a kind word, and so he latched to it gratefully and shifted slightly to face Travis. It struck him suddenly that this man was also an Untalent, but Wes only felt glad for that. He greatly admired those who could turn what was seen as a disability into their strength, and the value of hard work was lost on those who already had the talent (or the Talent). He dabbed his lips slightly with a napkin to ensure there wasn't any residue, pointing his fork in Travis' direction cheerfully.

	"Travis. Right back at you." He had quickly lapsed back into less formal speech now that he felt even a mote more comfortable, and he rested his chin on his free hand. "So, seeing as I'm the fresh meat...do you cluing me in on anything I need to know before this debriefing? Or just telling me where the bathroom is."