Her thoughts still lingered on his room and how he had looked so casual and at home there. Then briefly on how she would probably never get to set foot in it herself.

"oh," She realized he asked a question and looked over to him. "I have, um. double bed. There's some of Maria's mom's artwork - she went through this whole 'artist' phase. Lots of books and star decorations. A poster or two of boys bands who aren't probably popular in your time." She blushed at that part. "My window leads out to the roof. It's like a balcony, really."