Roger didn't like awkward. He was usually in control, and it was when he wasn't in control that things got bad. Anger and the like. Not a pretty thing. One would think that with his father being the abusive asshole he was, Roger would shy away from getting angry for fear of turning out like him, but he still had a temper. It mostly was just yelling, though. Still, if he could get out of an awkward situation, he would gladly do so.
"No problem. It sucks having no one help you here. Been there, done that, not enough of a jerk to make someone else suffer it if I see them."
Then there was the comment about how it was a little disturbing meeting him and Roger just shrugged.
"It's cool. Well, see you around. If you need me, I'm in room 404." With that, the musician turned around and headed towards said room. His good deed of the day was done.