Ecru gave the human a blank look. Past the bland expression was a slow turning clock of disbelief and an immeasurable amount of confusion. He wasn't even sure where to start with this one. Perhaps with the fact that his name really was Seto. Colors were both important and vastly unimportant for the people of his society. They were important for organization purposes--as in: names. Ecru was a tannish, yellow-ish color, like a brown mixed with yellow, yet still light. That defined him. The word 'seto' meant nothing. It was just a word. Adachi was just a word. That was, to put it lightly, stupid.
He felt himself being watched and made sure his movements were careful, so he wouldn't do anything to make an idiot of himself. There was no way of judging his roommate's intelligence--although, if the other humans he'd met was anything to go by, he really didn't have anything to worry about. He didn't want to insult him or his culture. Or his clothes. Or his name. Or, well, his way of talking, and how he seemed to be pretty interested in holding a conversation despite how arbitrary it was to do so. Then again, they were supposed to get to know each other and, from there, learn about one another and- well, whatever. He'd figure it out.
In the room was an array of basic necessities. He found two small clothing containers on the other side of the room, and what Ecru assumed was a closet, so he began unpacking what clothes he brought along. "Originally? My mother's womb." He almost, almost smiled, his eyebrows raised as he peeked over his shoulder to see if Seto got the joke.
...Maybe that was a bit dry.
Clearing his throat, Ecru went on. "I wasn't brought here against my will, no. It was a volunteer program. I assume we all knew what we were getting ourselves into prior to getting into it."
He took his folded clothes out of the suitcase, unfolded them, and then carefully refolded them before putting them into the small dresser drawer. There was no reason to code them by size or color since they were all exactly the same. He had two outfits for winter, but he wasn't sure what to expect on Earth, so he wasn't sure what to bring. He wasn't even sure if it was possible to ask for his parents to send him something warmer depending on the climate change. They weren't exactly happy with him coming here in the first place after the incident with his work. Maybe if it came down to it, he could borrow clothes from his roommate. If they didn't mind, of course.
"My home is Nullius. It's very...different." Finally, he finished putting his things away and turned towards Seto. He frowned at the discarded suitcase in the corner of the room, scratching lightly at his pants to suppress the urge to clean it up. Disorganization was really unfavorable.
He glanced outside and noticed a few other faces passing by the open door and wondered if they were supposed to interact with the others. The woman told him he was just supposed to figure things out, but that was ridiculous considering his situation. He'd marveled at the color of grass for crying out loud; how was he supposed to figure out what to do from this point on? "Are we expected to fend for ourselves? Do we have free reign?"
It felt uncomfortable to assume they they could just do what they pleased. He didn't know the schedule. He wasn't sure when to expect his next meal or if they were allowed outside this facility, or how far for that matter. He was pretty sure talking to the others wouldn't mess with the experiment so long as they didn't end up choosing sides, like some human vs. aliens things. Oh god, this human's imagination was already starting to get to him. What if it was infectious? He'd never be able to return to his home if he came back acting like, well, one of these people.
Then again, curiosity was starting to get the best of him. "Cya- Seto, maybe we should take it upon ourselves to...explore a little." He wanted to see more, and he doubted Seto would be fine sitting around in this stuffy room. Even Ecru, who was used to blandness, found it a bit bleak. With a small frown, he added, "And when we return, maybe I'll help you unpack. You obviously need it."