[He'd stayed on this same floor over a year ago, when he first arrived in Luceti. It had been natural for him to return to it. Until this moment, he didn't realize he'd been sharing it with anyone else. He stopped what he was doing to glance over his shoulder at the woman making her greeting.]

Seems so. Didn't know there was anyone else on this floor. [Grabbing a nearby towel, he used it to dry off his hands.] People call me Samurai Goroh. But seeing as we'll be neighbors, just Goroh will do.