[ With proof that Sasara's rolling-with-the-punches attitude is sort of a farce, maybe he oughta not pretend that he's still taking whatever this place throws at them as is. Just like anyone else, he's been helping where he can instead of putting on a show.

The rhyme and flow of life got disrupted, but among Dotsuitare Honpo's members the pace is slowly picking up again, ya see. ] Eh? [ That's the root of them sitting tucked away in waiting conversation. Without the trouble on the other side of the door, it'd be as casual as it used to. Sasara answers that way. ]

I don't suppose it's in the cards. What, with Rosho still working, ya know? [ Inn keeper Sasara can't hurt you. However— ] We've got just a little extra space, besides.

[ It's tempting to join Rei, bide the time like so, with the ashtray sitting there. Sasara flip-flops between starting again and quitting again. How troublesome this has been! The knock on the door startled him out of any sorta thought for it, though. He almost feels like he's been caught because he assumes. A guilty conscience, but luckily none of them can read minds. ]

A-ah...! It's open, Rosho!

[ Unhelpfully not assuming that his partner is a bird, Sasara doesn't move to get up at all. ]