Asani blinks as she gazes at the woman who has opened the door to her. Asani had been expecting many things from her new-roommate. She had expected them to be a snob, or else she'd expected... something else. Whatever she had expected, her first sight of miss Valentine was definitely not it, dressed in a loosely fitting t-shirt and underpants, chewing on a slice of pizza. Asani blinks, momentarily lost for words, but then a hundred years of training in the fine art of introductory smalltalk kicks in. She clears her throat politely.
"Good evening," Her english is almost perfect, with a very slight accent. Her voice is surprisingly soft and deep, it sounds almost tactile in nature, the sort of voice that makes promises of late night rendezvous and promises made by the light of the moon. "I am sorry to intrude upon your playing and eating of pizza, but I am your new room-mate, Asani Calavia, at your service." Asani says genially.

Asani shifts her bags, a gesture of her hand drawing the trolley with her cases upon it forward until it gently nudges the back of her leg. She looks at her new host, and Asani can't help but smile just a little. The human is just a little shorter than she is, with rich green eyes and long ethereal looking blonde hair. The girl is so pale as to be almost colourless and that interests Asani more than she'd care to admit. It's different, and different is something the Asari can enjoy. It's new and pleasant and altogether quite refreshing compared to the cobalts and azures that Asani is used to.

She reaches out, offering her scaled hand to the other woman.