Rensuke watched the boy for a moment, trying his utmost not to scowl at him. After all, he had nothing to do with his bad mood, for the most part. Not only that, but he looked like a little kid, much younger than anyone else he'd seen in college. When the boy stood, his thoughts were confirmed. He was short, compared to his own 5'9 stature, and Resuke considered his height to be average.<br/><br/>"I'm Resnsuke Sunayu," he answered, "And I'm not in a great mood. Who'r you?"<br/><br/>He watched as the boy took out his laptop and began doing work before answering his question. He was American, but spoke fluent Japanese? That was odd. He didn't come across that too often, which was one of the reasons he learned to speak English fluently. Shrugging off for a moment, he turned his attention back to his sopping attire. He peeled the jacket away from his shirt, then peeled the shirt away from his body. The wet clothes had clung to him so tightly that taking them off and exposing his wet skin to the cool air in the room made him colder than he already was. he shivered a bit as he tossed his clothes aside and opened his suitcase. Hopefully, there was still something dry in there that he could wear. Otherwise, well, he'd have to let his clothes dry somehow.<br/><br/>Searching through his bag, he periodically eyed the kid on the bed next to his own. Niko's reasons for being there were none of his business, but he was a little curious. "Mind if i ask how old you are?" he asked him. It didn't seem likely that they would stick him in the room with a kid, but he wanted some confirmation anyway. Perhaps just for piece of mind, it nothing else.<br/><br/>Removing everything that was wet from his duffle bag and suitcase, he put it in the small bathroom which consisted of only a toilet and a small sink. There wasn't much hanging space, but he'd have to make it work and in the meantime he changed into something dry.