When Dean answered she could not help but give him a quick look over. Metallica was not something was super into but it was music she had listened to at some point. When Dean spoke she snapped back to reality instead of thinking about things to talk about on their way to the gym. She looked down at herself and realized it probably was a lot of pink. Skids blushed heavily as she looked back up to Dean. "I.. have a thing about matching." She gave a light chuckle before he spoke again to grab his water bottle. The mutant nodded lightly, her cheeks still pink from embarrassment.
While she waited, Sally could not help but peak into Dean's room. It was not too different from the one Sally had been stuck with, except maybe in size. The blonde cleared her throat gently as she could feel the hotness leaving her cheeks. Dean was actually quite the looker, but Skids rarely paid notice to those things, even to her our appearance. Skids spent so much time with mutants that were disfigured in more ways than one and being called an outcast herself that looks were not important.