Just so, he couldn't convince himself that it would not be a good idea to at least say hi. He hadn't really spoken to her with some time. He went over to his closet and began to sift through the starched suits that sat on hangers. He really was not in the mood to wear something restricting so early in the morning. He finally found a pair of grey joggers and a sweat resistant sweater that he could shrug on without asking for help from a staff member. He quickly geled his hair with a bit of product before he exited to the servants entrance using Michael's customary exit from his room. He could smell something delicious hit him from the corridor from a support kitchen so he made a quick pit shop to load himself up on baked goods.