William
Quinton had a wave of exhaustion come over his body. His mind suddenly blanked, leaving him in a dazed, confused state. His eyes were staring straight down into the girl's in front of him. The jet lag must've been catching up to him. This was to be expected sooner or later, especially with a trip like Quinton had to endure to get on this island. His stare looked cold and unfeeling.

After a few long seconds passed, he snapped out of the spaced out trance he was in. ''Hm?..'' He blinked twice before letting out a yawn. ''Oh— food.. Yeah that sounds good about now.'' His hand moved over, resting itself on his growling stomach. A small sigh would be heard from the boy. Yeesh, this poor guy looked miserable. Maybe some food was a good idea. Especially if she was going to get him to open up some more.
Jacqueline
Once she was finished packing her things, she placed the bag to her shoulder and tapped on her cheek a few times glancing away at the guy. His eyes looked emotionless, but not in a bad way moreover he just seemed exhausted. Since he hasn't seen his face around she knew for sure he was new to the place. "I'm going to drop my things off to my room in a bit, but I'll meet you up at the  if you want! It's the only eatery here opened at this time after all. I'm quite hungry myself," Rita scratched the back of her hair and chuckled sheepishly. "Do you need anything before I go?"
William
Quinton, not wanting to admit being lost, hesitated with his next response. The thought of looking or feeling useless or vulnerable made his stomach curl and his blood boil. What other choice did he have though? It wasn't like there was any. He let out a defeated sigh, showing her his crumpled ticket with his room number once more, ''Any chance you know where this is?..'' He tilted his head slightly at her as he waited for a response.
Jacqueline
Rita tilted her head and looked over to the ticket, at first she let out a chuckle. It was such a simple step but was missed! "Did you skip the receptionist or was she not at the front?" Rita teased taking the ticket from him and nodded. "Joking joking! You must've been tired is that right? I'll get the toom keys for you and we can head right to your room, but don't pass out me, " Rita stepped ahead leading the way, every now and then she would turn to make sure he was keeping up.
William
Quinton sighed, following the girl. He had indeed seen the lady up front, but didn't find the need to interact with her.His prideful nature would much rather have him wander this mansion all night. Instead of talking, he exhaled, sliding his hands into his pockets. When she turned to face him, she would see him quickly divert his eyes from her to his shoes. ''Yeah.. I guess I just didn't see her.'' He lied through his teeth.