Noki was able to hear what was going on. He began typing away on the computer like speedy gonzalez. Working away on a homework assignment. Finishing it was no problem. The class was easy peezy lemon squeezy. Uh...okay. He really needed to stop making up shit in his head. "And...done." He said to himself. He blinked as a message popped up on the screen. "Nya. Questo Ã¨ stupido. Fermare lo stalking mio browser. Vediamo. Digitare questo qui. Reindirizzare questo qui. Invia questo alla NASA. Oh, e ... consente di aggiungere un virus al mittente utente. Ecco fatto. Perfetto." He said. (Nya. This is stupid. Stop stalking my browser. Let's see. Type this here. Reroute this here. Send this to NASA. Oh and...lets add a virus to user sender. There we go. Perfect.) He said. Slipping into one of his two native tongues...Italian and Russian. Like Japanese...English was a secondary language for his. His sexy and strong spin off of the two languages filling his words. "And delete entirely from my computer and its history. There...there stalker is no longer on my drive." He said to himself.<br/><br/>Jumping when he heard the door open. His glasses falling off his face. He had been speaking a bit loud and accentuated as Italians tended to get from time to time. Blinking and put his glasses back up on his face when the man spoke. "Noki. Noki Taylor." He said. Looking away and at his computer screen. "Doesn't matter...there is more than enough food." He said softly. He blinked a bit. "I don't touch others things as I wouldn't want them touching mine." As long as he didn't look at the guy it was easier not to sound as nervous and socially awkward. He blinked a bit and looked at his screen. "Nah...its time to make a new customized unique car or motorcycle again for Tokyo Wheels Industry." He said softly. "I'll be fine with money when I get that done."<br/><br/>He blinked a bit and looked at Salazar. "I'm a freshman. Just got in a few days ago." He was very shy. Paling at the mention of bullies. "I'm used to the bullying. I already finished my homework and online classwork for the rest of the week." He stood up and stretched. Going over to a robot. "Jor...wake up. You left things a mess over there at the work station." A little droid looking like it could have been in a star wars film booted up and began to fix up the work station. He blinked and walked over to the bed. Looking up at the guy. "Um...not that I can think of..." He said softly. Taking his glasses off and unknowingly cutely rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He really needed to get some sleep done but he didn't think of it often.<br/><br/>He looked to the male who was standing there leaning in the doorway. The words he had overheard over a silent room running through his mind. Putting the glasses back on only for them to fall to the end of his nose. Was he supposed to say or do something now? He had no idea. This was not his usual sort of thing. The entire room was modified. It looked as if it had become a high tech lab on the other half of the room where as from the bed over it was still a bedroom. He gave Salazar an uncertain smile.