It was strange that Rook was ever gentle with a person. His strength was enough to probably chokehold a bear (not kidding actually) and his inability to be normal made him anothing but subtle.

Yet, here you were. Trusting Rook with your face as he gentley cupped it as if It were the world. It was a notably strange request he asked of you. There was no elaboration besides Rook asking you to his room. Of course, this roused suspicion in you, but you followed the Vice Housewarden without much question. You soon got an idea what Rook had wanted as he brought out a little wooden box...

Your mind clearly went places, either out of fear or something else, but you sighed a relief in seeing it was actually makeup. It clicked inside your head what Rook actually wanted to do, and it was a peaceful activity to your surprise. No weird eccentric phrases from Rook except the little babble from time to time.

"No... Not quite right.." he muttered under his breath as he wiped the eyeliner off for the 3rd time, "This doesn't compliment your beauty at all!"