[The suite has the air of lavishness with many doors leading to many rooms. It's a lot of space for a singular man, though most of the rooms are untouched. Not surprising since Wriothesley had no use for the amenities that came with being a Rank 10 and because his rise in ranks had been fairly recent. The space itself seems like it still lacks a lot of personal touches, though maybe that also just came with it feeling like a new space for him. There were still notes that hinted that Wriothesley had catered the space to himself. The way the rooms were washed in blue, the window scenes showing an underwater visage instead of a sky, both of them knowing that they weren't truly underwater but was indicative of what Wriothesley was more used to.

Bits of the man manages to show itself, from stray mechanical parts being found where he hadn't cleaned up well enough to the tins of countless teas stacked up one on top of another. Wriothesley is just setting a pot of tea down on the table with the breakfast spread they've been given by the resort.]

I've found myself with too much free time, so I've been tinkering here and there. [The guest who has been stealing car parts? Don't worry about it.] Though, Clorinde had also gifted me a record player recently, so it just means I can keep one in my private quarters and the other anywhere else I want.

[He offers Neuvillette an easy smile.] Well, let's eat, shall we? Though, I should warn you, if you haven't guessed, but it's basically a 50/50 chance the food is laced. Nothing life threatening, but this place does try its best to get people to sleep around, so I think I should let you know so you aren't blindsided.