Destreytor looked at all the faculty. He then decided to purpose an inquiry. "Hm..It's hard to tell who isn't in the picture I drew. Pretty much everyone was there. But if there is a traitor, someone must have been out of the picture. It had to be someone who wasn't there. For that person was in the window. Just as we have all pointed out. But it's really hard to tell. Whoever it was, they are good at acting someone they aren't. They are someone who can portray themselves as someone different. Sort of like someone with different personalities. None the less, I suspect it someone from the FBI. Or Military stature. A spy of some sort. They have to have experience in this. So what I purpose, is we look for someone who is possibly a fake." Destreytor then scanned over his own picture again. Looking for someone who wasn't in it. "Also, I don't suspect it to be a student. I don't think a student would have this capability." He then sighed, taking a deep breath. Slowly gripping his hands, then scratching his chest. "Besides, most of the students were in the Great Hall. The ones that couldn't catch up." This was a very intriguing moment for Destreytor. He actually felt like he was smart, intelligent, and useful. He felt it was a good idea drawing up his picture. And his formulas proving the trajectory of the bullet. Now he had to figure out who the traitor was. He needed something, but he already had two ideas in mind. Professor White, and Miles. Hm..Professor White and Miles both said they met each other. But, they still weren't in the picture. If they were pursuing the intruder, shouldn't they have tried cutting her off? Maybe a different way? It seems legit..But I don't believe it. He then took a very stern and serious look and Miles and Professor White. Knowing in his head, that Miles for sure had the military capability to pull something like this off. If anyone could do it, it was Miles. Professor White on the other hand, not so much. But still, she could have helped him. He wasn't as suspicious of her as he was with Miles. But he had a hunch none the less. His suspected Miles, and that's what he was sticking with. Still looking Miles directly in the eye, not letting his eyes slip from him a bit.
Luckily, he avoided Miles and Professor White. They didn't even notice he walked by them..But where were they going together? He then turned around. And around the corner, they were all talking. He decided he would take a peek. He sat and eavesdropped, listening in on the conversation. Wanting to know what was going on. He was highly confused, and he hoped no one saw him. He kept listening, his ears tweaked to only the voices of all the Faculty. He then whispered to himself. "So..Someone in the Academy is a traitor huh..? I wonder who it is..." He then slightly peeked his head around a bit more. Seeing just about all the teachers were talking to each other. He then started sweating a little bit, backing off. Hidden behind the wall, but still keeping an open ear. "So..it could be a student? Or a teacher? I don't really care for this place..But I'm not the traitor. No way I wanna' die here." He then gulped, closing his eyes. Still wanting to find out more information. Heck, maybe he could help and make the teachers actually like him or something. As creepy as this place is, he needed some browny points with the faculty.