Neil looks around, quiet, curious. Detached, though. He feels like he's moving into the dorms again, even if this isn't his. He keeps to the open spaces--the living room, the kitchen--and keeps Gabriel in his sights as he takes it all in.

"Pizza?" he said, more speculative than decided. He didn't really want food, but he knew he needed to eat, and it was good of Gabriel to have offered to get him something.