Dillon<br/>In The Commons<div class="floatright">(http://i47.tinypic.com/6oq06c.jpg)</div><br/>Dillon was not sure if he should laugh or just stare at Xavier as he walked away. He tilted his head slightly and wore a perplexed expression. Had he just been called a Nigga, that must have been a first. Watching Xavier get suddenly so mad was odd to him. He had assumed that Xavier and Leda had fucked but it seemed odd that this guy would have protective feelings for her. But than again Dillon had sighed up to live here to get away from the stupid rules of the dating world so of course he didn't understand.<br/><br/>He turned to Aubrey with a comical wince. "I should maybe go check on that." he said and slipped his hand into his pocket. He took Aubrey delicate and lovely hand so that he could slip a key to room four into her palm quietly. He moved in close to whisper, his lips close to her ear. "Here is a key to room four, so far you and me are the only ones who know I have them." He looks at her with a devious twinkle in his eye.<br/><br/>When she gave him his advice and clapped him on the back he nodded. "Yes ma'am, I will remember that." He watched her leave and briefly looked up at the ceiling.