Khora walks into the house behind shuya. He has a novel in his left hand and a few small bags in his right. "Ohhh.. so this is the place rosalia was talking about eh?" he said, looking up from his book. He tosses his bags at rosalia and smiles. "You're a good host right? miss Rosalia?" his smile turns into a grin. "wheres my room anyhow..?"