Roger's jacket was being cleaned, so he wore his white shirt with the top button open and the tie loose. Being as he'd still not been properly acquainted with the whole of this place, this was one place with which he was unfamiliar and therefore trying to remedy just that. He walked slowly, his hands in his pockets, looking here and there, when he stumbled upon that boy who piloted the "Dom" unit, one of the few units the name of which he'd managed to remember.

He looked like he was trying to sleep. Roger'd have to thank him for the support during that fight later. Trying not to disturb the boy, he continued walking along, slowly, observant.