"Glitching, yes." His tone didn't give off a hint of whether or not he agreed with that sentiment. If and only if he was a clone, he was still a clone of Oliver Queen. And to him, though he wasn't a scientist, it didn't make sense that a clone of a person could carry the memories of that person. But it was possible he was wrong and he was sure there were people here who could successfully argue with him, so he wasn't going to say definitively that it couldn't happen. But either way, his memories weren't glitches.

"You're one of my roommates." He'd checked the list earlier and so he knew the names of them both, even if he'd never actually met them last night. Now that he knew that he knew people, he would have preferred rooming with one of them, but beggars couldn't be choosers.

"They..." Slightest hesitation. "Woke me up last night. I just slipped in and went straight to bed after my tour."