The room was nice, way better than all the cheap hotel rooms Collin was used to. "I like it. But if everyone wont start calling me Queeny or anything like that right? Because I'd never be able to call myself a man again if you know what I mean." He said, sprawling out on the bed. It was really soft and smelt like roses. He scratched underneath his long fringe, the jaggard scar was itchy again, though he made sure that she didn't see it. He wanted as few people to know about it as he could. Otherwise everyone would be attacking from his blind side. He glanced at Rosette, and he was positive she didn't intend to look like it, but she looked really hot and seductive. Collin immediately looked away again. He usually tried to avoid being in the company of lady, so it was really strange and felt awkward to be in the presence of such a beautiful lady, though he'd never say it out loud.