May had arrived on the beach with little fanfare. She was annoyed at being pulled away from her nephew but honestly this looked much more preferable to the train. She had quickly become sick of being stuck on it for so many months. She'd eventually lost track of just how long she had been there with one day sliding into the next except for when they had the missions (and she didn't particularly enjoy those). Taking the envelopes from the man - what was his name? She couldn't remember - she flicked through them and made her way to the house that she had been given. Hearing people already in there, she was curious as to who she would be living with.

Following the noise, she grinned when she saw the two teens. Obviously one or both of them were living here and she didn't mind that at all. "You know better than to eat with your mouth full Peter," she replied trying to keep her voice as steady as possible.