[ Spotting that lone tear, he makes a low sound like she just stabbed him. Maybe she did.

But he reaches out and gently rests a hand against her shoulder, steering her out into the corridor and down the hallway instead. The room he'd been given shortly after arriving was just a few doors down, empty for the time being and full of six empty beds and their waiting lockers. ]

Why don't you let me figure out who I need in my space, hmm? [ His voice is still warm and surprisingly gentle as he guides her along at his side, should she let him get away with it. ] And my air's just fine, thanks. Who said you were a pest?