It had been ages since Cellbit had even considered adding a new member- much less trusting him enough to move into the office building, and help tons with file work. He'd only seen the guy in a few passing glances, not able to fully decipher what the guy looked like, or his intentions at all. But he was curious to know- and made it his goal to find out.

He had always been a cautious guy, and people usually understood that. But it always shocked him to have someone else reciprocate that same demeanor; a slightly popular guy especially, seeing how the whole Ordo Theoritas group had something positive to say about the male, or went as far to say he was practically a puzzle piece of his own personality. Which, he wasn't sure was a good thing: yet. Nevertheless he was here now, peaking into the other's new office- faltering when he saw what the other was doing. The other was clearly fixing up his curls, scrunching hair product in- he seemed to be trying to get the back of his hair, but failed a bit. He knocked on the doorframe, opening the door

"hey, ah- can I help you there?"