Lu had been startled awake on his first couple days at the Guild, but by now when the hollering came at the door, he was already awake, though still lying in bed. Sylveon's shouting didn't bother him; it seemed that this was simply how she was from day to day, and he was fine with the predictability of it. He sat up, stretched, checked to make sure his armband was still in place, and sprung down from his top bunk to land easily, red eyes narrowing slightly at the unhappy groans from his roommates. As ever, though, he said nothing, heading out for a quick wash of his face before he headed upstairs.

Making sure to take a spot near the front - he was taller than Apricoatl, but not by that much, and it was one of many reasons he was looking forward to getting his proper height in as a Lucario eventually - Lu waited as the rest of them trickled in, or tumbled in Clay's case. The faint whiff of whatever the Pachirisu was drinking smelled nice; perhaps he might ask her, after the announcements.