He'd really shown up to see what all the commotion was about. More new people. More new mechs. It seems like whoever runs this place is having a serious love affair with his species. Bewildered, he cautiously investigates.

His entrance is rather ungraceful, as he rounds a corner, the first thing he does is slam into someone, head first. The force of his march being met with a semi-solid object causes him to reel backwards and topple over several pieces of furniture. Finding himself flat on his back, he groans. Whatever he ran into, felt like another mech.

As much as he is like a cat in the fact that he'd prefer to pretend any clumsy moments didn't happen, he can't really walk this one off or pretend he was going to start running anyways.

"Oh... ow."