At this point, it shouldn't surprise him anymore that the observation desk is where he ends up meeting new people. He goes in and comes out, either with someone familiar or a totally new person that he might have befriended.

Today, it seems, will be no different.

He bamfs in as usual, sparing a quick glance around the area then pausing mid-step when he spots another male-- maybe even close to his own age? His head tilts with curiosity, both hands sliding into the pockets of his hooded sweatshirt as he approaches. "It's crazy, isn't it? Being able to see everything up close like this."