Pants!

'Ugh…' The Paru scratched his head. 'Why do I need to choose a room anyways? Can't I just rotate between the rooms closest to them? Mmm… That might look suspicious. Still, I'm surprised they want me to choose one.'

"Fucking hell…" Al cursed. "Can't we just leave it to do whatever it wants? It's not like we gave it a room before."

"So? He needs a room now! Space for himself, a bed… All that!" Kris argued. "It's important, you know? If we're going to get help for him, we should, at least, give him a room."

"He can just sleep wherever though?"

"No! It's important to give him a room. For a room to be his, you know? His and his only!"

'It's coming from a good place, but it's not really what I want…'

The Paru, having trouble choosing, decided to open every door he found randomly. 

"You… Probably shouldn't do that." Kris muttered.

"It's fine, isn't it?" Al shrugged. "It's not like he's a creepy female who will steal our underwear."