He looks around the room. "Is that your bed?"

"It is. You know, you're surprisingly blasé about, ah..." He gestures down at his nudity.

"I mean, it's not like I'm wearing all that much myself, is it," he says, gesturing down at his shirtlessness and very short skirt.

"I suppose," he agrees, giving Vallynn another once-over just for effect.

"Anyway, I should leave my things here and go downstairs to eat, I'm almost out of time for dinner."

"...what time is it?"

"Quarter past seven."

"Shit. Ah, give me five minutes to wash the sweat off and I'll come with?"

"I presume 'putting clothes on' will also feature in that plan somewhere."

"Will it? I quite like the way you're looking at me."

"I can spend dinner picturing you naked if that'll bring you joy."

"It will! Alright, be ready in a minute."

"Thought you'd said five."

"And we're wasting those five so toodles."

Vallynn grins and shakes his head then once Taharqi has covered himself enough that he can go out to the shared bathrooms Vallynn starts exploring the room.

It's not very sumptuous: two beds, two bedside tables, a wardrobe big enough for two, some bookshelves, a weapons rack currently holding two very fancy-looking daggers, and an armour rack currently holding a simple thick leather jerkin with a coat-of-arms engraved in bas-relief on the chest.

Rich boy, huh? Well, Vallynn has places to put his scant few belongings: clothes go in wardrobe (which his roommate was kind enough to leave half empty for him), dagger and staff go on weapons rack, books go in shelves, and then he walks over to the window to look outside.

The room is facing north, so Vallynn can see the ocean to the north and northeast and Prontera in the distance to the northwest.

Now that city looks a lot more like what he'd (apparently subconsciously) expected. He caught glimpses of it from the boat earlier but it looks a lot grander from this close, tall surrounding walls and all. He definitely wants to go exploring at some point.

And a few minutes later Taharqi is back. "Alright, let's go, they're pretty anal about their times."

"Fine by me, I don't like wasting a ton of time eating."

"Roger that." Clothes go on and they can start making their way downstairs. "So, Vallynn, where are you from?"

"Brasilis."

"—really?"

"Were you expecting a Pedro or a Thiago?"