Welcome to Gaia! ::

Jan heard America somewhere in the throng, that unique and singular voice. But he couldn't pick her out of the blur and had no inclination to pretend that he actually could. Instead he stayed where he was, listening as much as one could through the interference rumble of passing conversation, keeping his countenance softer than his irritation felt.

Reports wouldn't help either. He would have to write entirely by memory and hope it wasn't a complete dogs dinner.

"We actually missed some weird s**t for once?" Jordan yawned again, looking less than 100% alert. He was fully dressed and in uniform, his mission bag slung over one shoulder, because when a facility-wide announcement went out you had to assume that s**t was about to go down. But judging by the apparent new assistant's announcement, s**t had already gone down.

Moon Division had provided food, which meant that it was of dubious quality, but the part about leftovers being recycled was the part that was making him think about checking the vending machines rather than the cafeteria today. What he really wanted was coffee. He thought he could smell some, but he wasn't about to be the first to risk that refreshment table.

Before Pey had a chance to tell her about it, Noah sat down beside Peyton, and Maebe tilted her head just enough to remain on Peyton's shoulder while glancing at him. Her lips tilted up slow, but predatory.

"Morning, Noah." He chimed in quickly. "Have any good dreams lately?" There was a joke there, but she held her tongue, just in case something juicier was about to drop.

Pietro quivered. It's difficult to determine why.

Robert squeezed Mimsy softly, his smile lilting with bittersweet regret at the only thing she could say. This was exactly what he'd feared for most of his time in Wonderland. It was exactly what he'd been dreading with violent fear. But now that he was living it, all he could do was smile - because he was living. And that still meant a lot to him - the shock of being alive, and home, and safe hadn't worn off to let him truly mourn Mimsy's loss, just yet.

"I loved it too. Mimsy's right - it was the best weird thing that has happened in a while."

He relented the moment he said that, because he realized he didn't agree. There had been one he considered better.

Better, but more painful.

"You bet I do, princess. Coffee, lots of sugar, no milk. And uh.. what kind of food do - you know what? It don't matter. I'd eat anything you put in front of me right now - so don't put your hand there!" He leaned in and chomped at her with his teeth.

Walking in to just hear what had been told to everyone else and that got Tori think on what type of s**t had happened and how did she not know. She had been up for most of the night reading something she shouldn't do but did as it was such a good book, so she looked a little on the tired side as she looked around to see who was all here.

Quickly Tori had spotted Before and walked in the direction of where he was. "So what have you been up to?" she asked of Before once close enough and put away the book she had been carrying into her pouch.

"Sense. The answer is sense," Mimsy murmured in her own brand of monotone, as if she were compelled to exhibit her knowledge. Apparently, the trauma of her loss was causing her to relapse into the more serious habits of a chronic teacher's pet. "Those lacking in sense, who lead irrational lives, have no place in Wonderland."

Because she was still staring at Pietro with a glazed expression that said 'I feel dead inside', she did not feel entirely comfortable visibly addressing sensitive topics while his eyes were obviously on her. This was crucial enough to merit an exception.

"Do not go to the infirmary." It was a low hiss, spoken through her clenched teeth as best she could, in an effort to prevent anyone but Shu and Robert from catching what she said. It was a plea that required explanation, but she didn't offer one; she just fell silent again, and just kept staring.

Her silence allowed her plenty of time to listen, and she absorbed every word of their conversation, their cheerful back-and-forth. It didn't embitter her to hear their happiness - Wonderland had made it very clear to her that they were each strong where she was not. And when the conversation turned to that world, the way that they spoke of it, and Shu's excitement over everything that Wonderland allowed her to achieve, she almost smiled. The corners of her lips twitched upward, and it lingered for a little while.

When she offered to retrieve food, her almost-smile was encouraged to stay a bit longer. If ALICE had kept Lucky, she had given her someone else in return.

"Cakes can still be dangerous here," she muttered in warning, shifting to lay her head against Robert's arm. She continued staring, at a slightly different angle."But I know that you can handle them."