[ Even if Keita lacks practical experience with toys like these, he's certainly not uncomfortable with the idea. (Not least of all because a benefit of his clairvoyance is access to memories of learning how to use them in the future.) At Hilda's smile, Keita nods and then returns one of his own, a softening of his expression that indicates his willingness to play. ]

I'm sure we'll find ourselves quite capable, [ he says as they make their way hand-in-hand down a corridor in search of a more private space. As they pass by a handful of mostly-closed doors, Keita glances toward the rooms and then tugs at Hilda's hand to draw her back. ] In here—we should have some privacy, and more importantly a door with a lock.

[ They're very small bedrooms, perhaps used for a previous event—not decorated to the nines the way some of the other spaces are, but at least there's a bed, and when Keita turns the warm overhead lighting on the space is clean and well-kept.

Before closing the door, he turns back to Hilda as though to check that she's all right with his choice of accommodations. ]