Obanai's eyes squinted in annoyance. Pathetic. The least they could do is make the room bigger, it's already bad enough there's one damn bed. He utters angrily, before looking over at Kuro, his tsuguko (similar ages), who was shivering, and drenched in rain, and he believed he felt a touch of sympathy, and so, he took the room. Walking in with a pout behind the bandaged mask.. he then saw you in soaking wet clothes.. he didn’t want you to get sick so he took of all your clothes