"I'm not working at Mcdonalds anymore, so there is no reason to wear the hat here." Albert replied, though he did want an excuse to wear the hat again. Walking around with no purpose made him feel useless. Which reminded him of his purpose. "I was just on my way to the library, I was told it was on the fifth floor." Albert hoped he wouldn't get lost on his way up.

Needle gun, huh. Albert wondered what Howard did to irritate the people who shot him. Albert gave Howard a look that indicated he didn't entirely believe that Howard was blameless. However, if there were violent people on board, he did not want the pleasure of meeting them. He had better things to do with his time than get into fights and possibly die.