For the moment, Robert and Eve seemed content with the conversation they had going. Did Eve even acknowledge his reply? Who knew. Robert seemed to answer all her questions anyway, so Grane assumed Eve merely believed conversation with him wasn't interesting. It was apparently genderless, so that threw human right out the window. He was slightly curious of it's origin, but Grane wondered if it would be rude to ask Delta directly about Eve. People had a tendency to take innocent questions as insults for some reason.
The walk to class seemed oddly solitary, despite his teammates being literally right next to him. So far there wasn't much comradeship, but Grane supposed they had only just met and he was being a bit harsh. At least the next class was history, a subject he had no trouble with. Walking into the classroom, he noticed there was already students that had arrived, though few in number. Funny, he thought his team would have been first. There was a tiger faunus, a few humans...
And a familiar face. Grane wondered for a moment if he was hallucinating- The liquor did that to him sometimes. Wouldn't be the first time. But, Gren did tell him he was going to be a hunter. Grane just thought they would be rational enough not to enroll the crazy bastard. But lo and behold, he had been proven wrong, if that was Gren in that chair. There could only be so many boar faunus in Beacon anyway.
"There is only one motherfucker I've known that is as ugly as you. I'll be damned if that isn't you Gren! How the hell did you trick these humans into letting a poor excuse of a faunus into Beacon?"