The ginger haired male sat at the opposite side of the room from you, staring darkly. Cross-X didn't like you the second he laid eyes on you. He knew from the start that you'd only be trouble to him. He had his fur hood up and arms crossed from the dark corner. The rough snow outside flew in multiple directions, assuming now you'd both be stuck in there to deal with eachother. This would be interesting considering you were already on his bad side.