Paris inwardly laughed a bit. Haha... Ha... Haaah... No. He'd more than likely never even stand a chance against his new roommate. Still, by the looks of the room and of Marc, if there was anyone to make Paris a bit more... fit, Marc was that guy. Slowly, the smile faded from Paris' face, his more stoic expression taking over. Smiling so much was beginning to hurt his face, though he knew it made people like him more when he at least tried. He sighed and followed Marc into the elevator. As they stood in the elevator, Paris thought for a moment. What kind of person was Paris really? He closed his eyes and let out a long breath. He was... kind but distant most of the time. He chuckled ever so slightly. He tried too hard to be something he wasn't. Maybe it wasn't exactly the way to start off with his roommate. Besides, smiling all the time would get tiring. 

The elevator hit the Lobby floor and he followed Marc outside to... his impala? Paris blinked a bit, looking at the car. He didn't bring a car here... figured he'd be staying on campus more often than not. Then again, Marc had said something about the trail being a few miles out. He snorted at himself. Maybe eventually, he'd be good enough to walk there himself, without a car. He sighed and stepped into the car. It was a bit small for his tastes, but then again he did always prefer convertibles. They were just more... open. He hated feeling closed in...