[Once he's sure he's got the blanket and everything he needed out of his closet, he closed the door with his foot and turned around to see Rozalin looking at his shelf of pictures... and that she's being very quiet about it.]

...I see you found those. A lot of memories there. Memories of friends and people I cared about before they somehow got sent back home.

[He walks up beside her, setting the blanket down on his own bed for the moment.]