Tord was quiet, keeping his distance from everyone else. He wasn't old enough to drink, so he just sat there with a cup of apple juice, pathetically pretending that it was some sort of alcoholic beverage. He didn't exactly know what he was doing out here, just serving as an anchor in case anything happened, sipping out of the straw quietly. He felt very stupid, but didn't say anything, staring at the wall across from him in silence.