For some reason this college freshman is wearing very genuinely tailored garments and he pushes up his glasses, ogles Rocco with big blue eyes. The other students at the table glance between them, and Honey shrinks back just a bit more. Attention is not what he was going for, but, well. At least the first person who took notice of him seemed? Friendly? If completely frazzled?

"Oh. I have no experience, with, er. Anything. Mechanical." He does, however, pick up one of the small machines on the table and turns it over, observing one of the exposed circuitboards.