Loki had missed the next check-in day after his own (busy actually checking in), so this was the first one to which he'd actually paid attention. He wasn't exactly sure how social he really wanted to be - there were enough people who knew who and what he actually was that any attempt to charm new arrivals would have to be conducted carefully - so he'd skulked around invisibly to get a feel for things. See if there was anything interesting enough to occupy him.

And sure enough! Interest presented itself early in the form of one of the new arrivals, and not just that: one who voluntarily separated himself from the herd. Loki recognized much of the way he moved, checking corners and watching everything: that was training. And of course, the metal arm added to the danger. And yet, the man practically bled worry, fear, anxiety.

Loki dropped his invisibility just inside of the man's peripheral vision. Not technically sneaking, but not exactly calculated to be soothing. When one expected something to happen, it was almost comforting when something did, even if it was a small thing. It made the anxiety familiar. "It may take a week or so to learn where everything is here. Are you looking for something in particular?"