Ssarak Dyreackthanose
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Ssarak had been in his new room for a while, without interruption, and was using the chance to meditate and clear his mind. Just as the gargoyles had described, touching the rune in his room molded it, or at least half of it, to his desires, which were fairly simple. He now had a large bed which could accommodate his size, as well as an armor rack and weapon display. There was now a large floor mat that seemed to be made from the skin of a creature native to the Scorched Lands, much like the ones that were often used in his village growing up. Besides that, the largest, and perhaps most welcome change was the fact that his part of the room was significantly warmer than the rest of the college, closer to what he was used to in his own homeland. 

Ssarak had placed his armor and weapons on the display racks and was now wearing a pair of tough leather pants, and a sleeveless vest of the same material. They were moderately worn by this point, as he had been using them since leaving the Scorched Lands, but they were made to be durable. For a while after preparing his room, he simply sat on his bed, closing his eyes and clearing his mind. There would be a lot he would need to worry about over the coming months, but for the moment, he needed not do anything but relax. 

Once the door opened Ssarak opened his eyes and stood up from his bed. The human who entered seemed confused and fatigued, but he was at least trying to be polite, it seemed. The implications of what happened with Aruna before did not immediately click in his mind, so his first reaction was to return the greeting and shake the man’s hand. 

“Greetings, I am Ssarak Dyreackthanose and…wait.” He began before remembering what Aruna had implied. He immediately pulled back his hand and a nervous expression came over his face. If being a roommate had such an intimate meaning to humans, then what did this man intend? Were humans incredibly forward and open with strangers? Did they even have the same concept of what a relationship was as the Esyire? Nothing made sense to Ssarak, and he was very obviously confused. “I…when I asked Aruna to be roommates, she grew angered, I mean, she said…or implied, or…” He started, his stammering becoming more and more incoherent. 

Ssarak took a few steps back, nearly tripping over his bed. “Aruna said being roommates was intimate for humans, and I…I mean I don’t...I am not interested in a relationship.” He said awkwardly.