"Harpuia. I've been here as long as you have," Harpuia replied. It was a bit of a disappointment that he probably wouldn't be able to glean much more information out of his roommate, but he felt he'd already gathered enough to be more or less up to speed anyway. In all likelihood, Tsurugi had already asked someone about the Institute -- it only made sense to ask about your whereabouts when you woke up somewhere unfamiliar.

"Am I correct in assuming that you don't need anything explained to you? I probably don't know much more than you do, but there's nothing to be gained by being uncooperative toward you." Harpuia sat down at the desk on his end of the room, arms folded. Gravitating closer to his food hadn't quite been what he'd intended, but supper was proving harder to disregard than breakfast or lunch had been.

...He could think about that later; it was altogether unlike him to permit himself to get distracted, especially in the presence of a human.