Configuring the Originals' bracelet didn't take long because it scanned his ID, and imported all the previously stored information about him in seconds.
This allowed him to access all websites only Originals were permitted to look at.
There were many things he had to pay attention to, but Nial's mind seemed to be a mashed pulp of thoughts, similar to the visualization of his mashed arm- chaotic, tangled and broken.
For a moment, he was unable to make sense of the situation he was currently in that rendered himself incapable of thinking of the next step of his non-existent plan.
Unable to think of anything he was supposed to do right now, Nial simply sat in his new home while staring at the walls.
He felt extremely useless, his mind felt empty, but at the same it was as if he had too many things that were important to be solved right at this instant.