Niko looked at him. What the hell was his problem? He could feel the third degree all the way over here. He knew he was short. It was part of why he was bullied back home. He wasn't tall or athletic. The coolest thing about him was the one of a kind bikes he made. Or the inventions he did. He had already told the guy his name but hell he'd say it again. "Niko Taylor." He said simply. His eyes studied the older male who happened to be taller. This was quite the tension filled area. He was sleepy and didn't realize he was being mentally refered to as a kid. Compared to the eighteen plus student range he most likely was a kid. He lay out on the bed. Trying to ignore the fact he was being eyeballed every now and then. He sighed a bit. "Sixteen. Turn seventeen in three weeks." He didn't even open his eyes. Thankfully he missed his roommate stripping into another set of clothes. "How old are you?" He asked.