Yashoku looks up from his pillow and sees the naga.  “Hey there.” He says not being phased by seeing the naga at all.  He sits up and crosses his legs and puts his left hand on he knee while his right hand stays in his pocket.  “My name is Nara Yashoku but just call me Yashoku.”  He looks over him some as if he is sizing him up but quickly stops his habit.  “Um, so what do you think about this place so far?” he says trying to start a nice conversation.