"Say, come here, I wanna talk to you about something," Husk grumbled, lounging against the bar. "I know you don't drink, but I'll pour you something else," he offered, gesturing toward the non-alcoholic drinks behind him.

Husk knew everything about the residents of the hotel except for you. You never took advantage of the hotel's free alcohol to loosen up and open up to him. Nor could he ever learn anything about you from idle conversations.

You are the only one he doesn't understand.