"What? Do I look like someone that can help you?"

Urushihara scoffed, and brushed past the bossy Twink to approach the desk once again.

"Hey. Receptionist dude. Does my room really have to be on the top level?"

He glanced at Wu as the Receptionist replied: "Don't worry about the storm. It'll blow right through."

A helpless shrug was all the teen could offer in explanation. The display stood as an answer on its own.

"This guy is an NPC. We're not gonna get anything useful outta him, man."