"Uh, thanks." Temmit said, a little surprised. Temmit had been in these dorms before, of course, and he had naturally noted the disparity in the acoutrements between his own accomodations and River's.
The rooms were the same small 15 by 15 room that housed two students, their beds and footlockers. But tonight, after his visit to the grossly ostentatious church, the slight betterments that the Clergy dorms were afforded grated upon him a bit.
The gold trim, the satin finish to the paints, the art on the walls (which was completely missing from the other houses)...the list went on a bit. None of the improvements were functional nor were they outlandish. But the fact that they existed left Temmit feeling more like a second class citzen than being an orphan ever had.
He passed into the room and closed the door quietly, noding acknowledgement to River as he did so.
"I made second level today." He said blandly.
"Any news from the reprecussions this morning?"