Warren watched as Becca crossed her arms and hearing her request looked down at the chair warily before sitting down again. "Forrester is just an idiot who relies one everyone else to save him in a fight," he muttered. He looked back up at her as she spoke and clenched his jaw not answering her question. Even he didn't know what he was doing really. "And your advice is I should go out and meet people..." he scoffed slightly and shook his head, "If you haven't noticed people tend to stay away from me," he ran his finger down the large scar by his temple running down his cheek.