"Always good to have someone watching our backs," Cipher Nine assures them, finding a seat in a chair and shrugging his rifle off his shoulders, leaning it against the nearest wall. His knives get placed in his lap, along with his sidearm. Mostly so that none of his weapons are digging into his sides. After all, they have to be comfortable, do they not?

Ed takes a seat close to wherever April takes hers, mostly out of habit, slouching back into the chair until they're ready to start.