Larkin quietly walked down the hallway, really hoping he wasn't lost and he would be able to find the room. Having no sense of direction sucked sometimes. Well, almost always and it was irritating getting lost all the time. It appeared to be his lucky day as he found the room without a problem and knocked softly before peeking into the room. He blinked as his eyes were assaulted with colors and he reached up to rub at them with small hands, momentarily blinded. Once he could see again he shyly stepped into the room, one hand resting comfortingly on his camera case hanging diagonal across his shoulders.