Dear God, save me. Jaxton thought as he ran his hand through his hair uncertainly. He really didn't want to have to go to a meeting, in a small room, that would be crowded with people. To the man, it seemed like the worst version of hell. Yes, he would have preferred to have sat in a dark room with only his thoughts - although they weren't getting him anywhere either... so maybe this was a good thing. Yes. Positive attitude. Right.

Walking slowly, cautiously, into the conference room Jaxton shot a very very small smile in Van's direction before he moved into the far corner of the room. He didn't recognise anyone in the room - Damien wasn't there yet - so that meant that they would all probably assume he was a shy, newbie - not that he'd been a part of the Department for almost two years.

Oh well, today he was quite happy to be a wallflower but at least this way, they would know who he was. Sort of. This wasn't really who he was... but he was him right now.