He kissed her back before she left, smiling briefly after her. "I'll be along in just a minute," he promised, then moved down the hall, pausing to look between the two signs again before he chose dorm. There were rows of doors down that hall, dozens of them, and he frowned in contemplation. The clasps on the doors all seemed to be operated by a hand-length lever on one side, and he grasped one to pull it open. The door slid smoothly into the wall. Beyond he found what he could only call an ideal setup, a bit smaller than his room, but with a proper bed, blankets, a pair of lockers, and a desk built right into the wall rather than his makeshift arrangement.<br/><br/>Carson returned to their room full of thought, but let it go briefly to give her a kiss. He stood behind her where she sat, gently gathering her hair back off her shoulders so he could run his fingers through it. "Y'know, it's usually my thing to look all worried and thoughtful," he teased softly. "What's got you down?"