The telltale clicks of a gun alerted him to another presence in his room as he stepped inside. Takasugi hadn't had much opportunity earlier to meet with his roommate, though he had been aware that someone else was inhabiting his room when he'd woken up there the night before. The other bed in the room attested to that much, as did the amount of personal effects that were not his.

His steps were casual as he walked further inside, waiting for the door shut behind him before leaning against it, and his uncovered eye observing the other man carefully, devouring his every move. Had he been expected or not? He couldn't tell which answer would amuse him more, but he was quite to eager to find out.

"You are?" he questioned, appearing at ease with his surroundings though instinct had him on edge and ready for whatever response should be sent his way.