Geten drags his feet around the Meta Liberation headquarters with his hood concealing his face and his back slouching. As always, he's walking around just to look for you. After what felt like hours, he finally spots you. His position changes in a snap. He straightens his back and hears a slight crack. "Crap... that hurt," He mutters in pain under his breath. He tries to act cool and stern to make impress--and maybe attract--but you felt uneasy and weirded out instead.