Time for chores, and the assignment for today was scrubbing down the bathhouse rooms not being used. When he'd checked the board, Feral found he wouldn't be alone, he was assigned to work with a fellow candidate, but seeing as how he'd never worked with Kane before, he decided to head out to the bathhouse with a few supplies and at least get an idea of what they would have to work with, then the two of them could plan a system of attack when they went inside to clean.
When he arrived, a basket of cleaning supplies in hand, he stepped inside and set the basket down just inside of the entrance. It took him a few moments to figure the condition of the rooms and he sighed. Some of them would be easy enough to take care of, while others were an image of chaos. He was glad he'd have someone to work with, and headed back outside with the basket left just inside, to have a smoke while he waited.
He sat on the nearest rock and lit a smoke, not sure how he and Kane would get on together. The man was all but a stranger to him - in fact, it felt as though he'd just appeared in the Weyr over night... - so it was a matter of seeing what he was like before he made a sound decision about what he was like. It shouldn't be too difficult of an evening though. If it came to it, Feral knew how to work in silence; quick, efficient, with grunts or a few words to indicate what he was doing or what was done. Hopefully it wouldn't come to that though... it might be nice to have a conversation while cleaning for once.