Dieter gave a bright smile, nearly cherubic with his blond curls and blue eyes, innocent face with eyes batting up at Pree when he clucked. "I'm not a complete animal," he laughed, and he shook his head. "Don't get me started on stickler roommates. How on earth mine manages to look like he's going to rap my knuckles with a ruler when he's not even holding one," he mused, shaking his head.
He kicked his feet lazily. "The doors won't open, I tried one or two but I think I was making the hotel upset," he said. It would've sounded insane. Making the hotel upset. Except he was pretty sure that it was accurate.
"Oh, something about putting elderberries in alcohol with some other spices to cure warts," he shrugged and smiled over at the colors. "Cyan will bring out my eyes," he agreed.