Keith smiled a little. He hadn't said what he'd said to get an apology or anything, but it said something about his new roommate that the young man had felt bad about potentially hurting Keith's feelings. Despite a somewhat awkward, rocky start, he was thinking that he was actually going to end up getting along very well with the younger man. It spoke of a high degree of character, and Keith found himself impressed with Tanner. Keith was the sort of person who would always try to do what was right, and he was starting to think that Tanner was the same way.
His estimation of Tanner only continued to go up as the teenager explained his family situation. For a moment, Keith remembered being one of those jocks, and, though he'd never been so cruel himself, he knew some of his former friends had. Even in small town Northern BC, there were people who had more money than others and thought that made them better than anyone else. Keith was fortunate enough to be from a financially sound family, but he didn't see how that made a bit of difference. People were people, and should be treated as such. "That must have been hard." He spoke, when he figured the younger man had finished.
He stopped suddenly, putting a hand on Tanner's shoulder, looking at him directly, their eyes meeting. "Tanner, you are not scaring me off. Let's get that straight right now. I think you have got to be one of the bravest people I've ever met, and I barely know you." He smiled, then released him and kept walking. "Ah, yes. The Olympics were in Vancouver. I heard there were riots against them, but I suppose there always is." He peered ahead, then nodded. "I believe I see restaurants, quite a few of them. We may have our pick."