"I'm decent," he called back. "You can come in." To be honest, he was a little surprised. Since when did Roze care about whether or not he was decent? He figured that she'd barge right in, that she didn't have any qualms about that sort of thing. That she'd probably be happier if he weren't decent.

While she was gone, he'd taken a shower and changed his clothes, even though he already took one in the early hours of morning. Oh well. Extra showers wouldn't hurt anyone. Besides, Roze was right; it did make him feel a little better. He'd also taken the time to sort through her reading material. There were more books on there than he'd expected, unsurprisingly from people he'd never heard of. That didn't bother him at all, though. He could have skimmed through them all, but not wanting to miss out on something he might like, he decided to transfer everything. That way, he could read what he liked, and if he got bored with one he could move onto another. Since there were so many titles to transfer, he skimmed a few pages of random books while he waited for them to find their way to his own DT.

"I just took everything. It was easier that way." In fact, he'd skimmed enough to add: "Guess you didn't care that I saw your dirty book collection, huh?" His voice wasn't accusing; he was trying to joke around a little to make up for his sour attitude for the past week or two.