Once Zylus left the area where the washroom was located, he was back in the main area, where most Demons were passing by, families themselves, or on a date. They were all here for a reason.
But what was the reason Zylus was here?
He began stepping near the edges of tall glass that were placed around one of the stores on the edge. He leaned his right hip onto there, pondering on his current position, and where would be the best place to go.
The exit wasn't too far in front of him, but it would be a long train ride back into his dormitory, where the cadet course was. Today, fortunately, was a Saturday; thus, he didn't have anything tomorrow.
Even so, what if he did have something tomorrow? Would Zylus dare to step foot around those who can't give a single ounce of warmth towards his pained soul?
"Ghrrr," Zylus's stomach rumbled, "Guess I should get something to eat."
