[color=39b54a]"Clearly you don;t know much about mage families huh."[/color] Dinah responded to Yoko's remark, rolling her eyes. 
There was no telling some people, and she lacked the patience or the interest to attempt to explain it. 

She then turned her attentions to Larke. He was, at least, relatively sociable, which made things easier...even if their conversation hadn't even really gotten past the pleasantries when he found he had something else to do.
[color=39b54a]"It's cool, Sterling. You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to."[/color] Dinah responded, sinking her hands into her pockets.
[color=39b54a]"Wouldn't have bothered even showing up if I had a thin skin about it."[/color]

Or, possibly in some way she did, as she was taking the fairly sincere attempt on his part as the young Sterling's way of trying to back away from the bloodline dumpster fire that was the Fox daughter without potentially offending her. 

[color=39b54a]"I gotta go drop my bags anyway. If you do actually mean it about looking round, I'll probably be hanging round here in a bit, if not, nice taking to ya, no hard feelings."[/color]

She made her way out toward her room, shrugged her backpack off onto the bed, and closed the door. 
She did, with any luck, have a little while before whoever her roommate was showed up, so she had a bit of a grace period to hide everything that was contraband before she was found. 

Ventilation grille would work pretty well.