Sailor tried matching the colors in his head, unknowingly canting his head to one side while he did so. Finally, he decided that he did not dislike the two colors together. Then again, there was not much that he disliked either. It was certainly better than Max's taste in decorating. His roommate, the one that he had to share a room with rather than the other two, liked neon colors. Max had neon blue sheets with a neon orange blankets and pillowslip. It would not be so bad except that Max never made his bed. The riot of color made his head hurt on good days, and he had not been having many of those recently.
Turning his attention back to Nana, he asked, "Did you decorate your room that way?" Right after he mentioned it, he remembered that he had not seen a dorm address given for her, but a normal street address. "You don't live in the dorms, do you?"