Halting is something his mind does a lot of. He wonders if it's because of choices, now. He doesn't like to make a lot of mistakes, as does no one ever, but maybe that's it. Or it's because he has one brain cell.

Shoto doesn't mind sharing a space, either, he's learning after all so watching is important to him and the casual understanding of directing him is also important. It's appreciated as well, but he hasn't said as much just in that moment. Something he's looking to rectify as he looks from item to item, and then at the various drink options. He never would've known what one to pick. That would've done a good enough job of keeping him up all night.

"I'll try that, then." His voice is even toned, even if obviously he had no direction until that moment, "Thank you. This is the first big sleepover I've been to. I didn't even know they happened like this." He's seen the hair and makeup part, that happened in the common room when the girls would get together to do whatever it is girls do.