As the young man closed the door of the boiler he turned around just as his new roommate got out of the washroom. Although he could tell the person who greeted him at the door was a woman it did not really show it hidden underneath the cloak and several layers of clothing due to the harsh cold. However, even as he took care not to stare, he was stunned for a fraction of time at her appearance before returning to his bed. From the unsettled stomach sounds that came from her side of the room he could tell she was hungry.<br/><br/>The early part of the night had now passed. Gensho was aware that most likely the owner was closing down the bar for everyone to return to their suites and prepare for bed. When Rosewoode offered to share what food she had stored for travel the young man got up and approached the bed opposite hers and sat down reaching for some fruit.<span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold">" Thank you." </span></span>he responded. As she preoccupied herself with writing in a journal, which he found unexpected, he made for the doorway.<span style="font-weight: bold">" The dried fruit certainly leaves the throat and mouth dry, this one shall be going down to see about a glass of water. Do you wish for anything?"</span>he asked her.<br/><br/>Before he could open it he heard another set of footsteps and a second knock on the door. Curious, Gensho opened the door to reveal yet another person, a woman nonetheless. The door was opened wide enough for Rosewoode to notice if she took interest.<span style="color: #008000"><span style="font-weight: bold">" Good evening?.... How may we help you, miss?"</span></span>