When they first got to the door, Deacon gave thought to standing back upright, but with a mischievous grin he remained on all fours. When the door was opened, and the rest of the people began filing in, he would follow them, tossing his head back and forth like some feral beast as he weaved his way between the bunks, to an open one on the second level, about half way to the restrooms. Looking back over his shoulder, he would flex his shoulders, and return to bipedal walking, tossing his bags on the bunk before turning to look at Cyril, then Kaz, and finally Dream.