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On the other hand after Derek left his newfound friend in the garden, he went upstairs to change into his green swimming trunks that he brought with him (for some odd reason. After grabbing a towel, his sunglasses, a his snapback, and a pair of flipflops and headed downstairs.

It took him a while to get to the pool only because he got lost making a wrong turn. That was the second time that happened today. Hopefully he'll get the hang out it and be able to navigate through the Mansion without much issue.

"Hey, Allegra!" Derek greeted as he sat down next to her. "What are you sketching?" He asked curiously with a smile on his face. He saw the smoothies and prayed to God of them was meant for him.

Oh, nice handshake. Derek made sure to return it respectfully before pulling away. "Oh, sorry, Artair. My mistake." He smiled and took a small step back. The guy seemed nice enough. He had an accent though and couldn't decide if it was Irish or Scottish. For some reason he always got those two countries mixed up.

Derek looked down at his clothes, then back up at Artair. He hoped that his clothing wouldn't get in the way of him fighting. His joggers were loose enough to make for ample room. As far as he was concerned, he was dressed okay. "I think I'm okay." He answered, giving his pants a once over before making a final decision to keep what he had on.

"Uh, well, I can influence the behavior of animals and communicate with them," he paused, "I'm also like a, ah, animal magnet in a way? Animals seem to flock to me if I stay in one spot for over ten minutes." He explained. "Though, I'm not proficient in my abilities, I know what I'm doing. Most of the time." He answered. "I hope that answers your question."

Derek had a lot of questions to ask. "...I know Haven works as an organization that fight for the rights of minorities especially mutants. I know that members have to be invited before joining and that Ze-- Devon is one of the figure heads. Am I missing anything?"

Derek was okay for the most part. He got out of the way, but ended up having a pinecone underneath his hand. He was about to complain when he heard a loud roar from behind him that was quickly announced by a hard thud. His head quickly snapped over his shoulder to see his fellow mutant in pain.

He was about to get up and held him when Leon told him to stay back. "You're in pain! Let me help you!" The machine had shut off by itself and sank back down into the ground. Well, that was one portion of the challenge they failed.

Once the immediate threat was gone, Derek stood up with caution and looked at Leon. He saw him try and get the spines out with his hands, but were messing some. "L-Leon," He slowly approached with his hands raised. "Let me help you get the rest out. I promise to be extremely careful." He continued to take very small steps toward him before pausing when he was a foot away. "Please, let me help."

"Yeah, I'm in college now. Well, not right now. I was. I'm thinking about starting back up, though, at NYU so I'm excited about that." He answered with a grin. "And being a freshmen is great. You have so many opportunities to grow and get a good GPA." He encouraged with a grin. "You have your whole life ahead of you!"

Derek smiled at Allegra. She was a really good friend.

"Or in tight shorts." He added with a chuckle. "Tight shorts are more likely to get my attention." Derek stretched a bit before nodding his head to Allegra. "Twenty minutes sounds good to me. See you there!" He waved as he walked back into the Mansion and up the stairs.

Derek nodded his head slowly as Xavia went on to talk about how she was needing love that wasn't platonic. That was something that Derek could agree upon. He wanted love where it was more than friendship or familial. He wanted affection like she did. With a sigh, he lowered his head. "I know how you feel." Derek slowly lifted his head back up and looked at Xavia.

"There...isn't much to me. I'm from North Carolina, uh, I'm twenty, black, gay." H shrugged. "And a mutant so I'm basically like a minority of a minority of a minority."

"Now? Is that possible?" Derek asked cautiously. Again, he didn't want to impose on Jorge especially since he just finished training. "That is if you aren't busy or have to cool down after what you just did."

If Jorge would decline, Derek would simply go back to his room and possibly take a nap before dinner. If he accepted, Derek would be prepared to follow Jorge's instructions to the "T". The last thing he wanted was to waste the man's time.

Ever since Derek came to New York two weeks ago, he's been wanting to go to Central Park. Aside from it being an oasis of steel and concrete, Central Park was a place where nature completely ruled.

Perfect for Derek.

Arriving there at 3:45 in the afternoon, Derek wasn't even tired. He was too excited about finally coming to the park. He was dressed appropriately with  a simple black shirt, khaki shorts, and Converses and a backpack on his back that held two bottled waters and a couple of books from the library at the Mansion.

After Derek wandered around for about thirty minutes, the African American mutant decided to sit down on a bench by the reservoir that a mutant expanded to a lake. It was peaceful, not too warm thanks to the breeze that blew across the landscape. He placed his bag on the ground and pulled out his phone to check to see if he had any messages. When he saw that he was okay, he opened his Tinder app and went through his daily ritual.

Right, right, left, left, left, right, left, right, left...

That happened for about a minute before geese from the lake started to waddle their way toward him. Looking up from his phone, he addressed them.

"Alright, I know what you guys want." Reaching into his bag, Derek pulled out a few loathes of bread. Tearing them apart until they were bite sized pieces, Derek started to feed the geese. "I've never had pumpernickel before. I'll make sure to bring some of that next time." Soon Derek was surrounded by at least fifteen geese and ducks.