[ Thankfully the dojo can't do people. Thankfully. And there's been no sign of anyone else's personal spaces mixed in - for better or worse. Maybe making it less like his home would've been a good thing...?

But he asked a question, so nevermind that for now. ]

If you're sure that you don't mind me staying, I wouldn't mind some tea. [ Because, uh. It's still his private bedroom. But they do wander over to the table all the same. ] I remember. Everything this place makes tastes like strawberries, right?

[ Seems like they've tried something similar in their room too. Whoops. ]