((Lobby))
"I'm waiting for a room. I'll have room, uuh..."
Tyson thought about the room he'd want. With a window above ground level for sure, so first floor or higher. Then again, he only carried about 4.5 metres of rope at any time, and he could fall about that again, so no higher than the third floor. As well as that, a door some way away from the stairway would make for safety, but ultimately he wanted to be a bit near in case of emergency; windows are hardly the most safe way out in an emergency. Running things like these through his mind were commonplace, working out how likely certain situations might be came naturally. It was just something he tended to deal with a lot, and he'd hat to become a lot better at decision making.
All of this, including the self-indulgent reflection occurred within a second and a half, and while to an outside observer; it may seem like a short but awkward silence, to Tyson it was a REALLY awkward silence that he needed.
"I'll take C8, if that's open. Also, do you have a pantry or something? I have a present I'd like to leave.", and with this he pulled out a bundle of white-grey rabbits tied together by the legs. "They would probably keep okay outside, but I don't want to risk anything taking them, and I'm sure a fridge or something would do just as well.".
Tyson leaned on the counter with the heel of his hands and looked over with a curiously hopeful expression.