"Man, why everyone gotta be so noisy..?", Shiloh asked as he slowly sat up from his makeshift bed, "Hey man,you know where the dorms are? I-", he looked around, "Oh. Ooookay..."
He nodded contemplatively, as if he had just received some sort of cosmic wisdom from some wise hermit who lived in the mountains. In reality, he was just very confused.
"Yeah, I gotta-", he yawned as he stood, "-gotta get these... trunks? Trunken?"
He scratched his chin with one hand as he de-barricaded the doorway with the other
"I gotta move these... trunk-ii? I gotta move these trunkii into me and Simon's place. You probably met him, got a white flag, real high strung- nice guy, though."
A thought struck him.
"Wait, back up...", he paused for a little bit, "...uh, who are you?"