As he makes his way out, Alex catches another wolf racing for the stairs. Eyes turn to the kitchen doors, and as he heads over to turn in his dishes, another figure breaks from them for the stairs. Now that one, he recognized. The bear from before, the one playing the zombie game. The train of thought carried onward as he set down dirty dishes. Daisy had said there was a demon hunter on the premises, hadn't she? The reasons why the complex had devoted so much space to training grounds started to make sense as the buck clutched his blade, turning to head back out.