[It is an inn and guests are more than welcome and anyone is free to use the lobby. Already a few staff members are eyeing the new guest, posed to rush over and help him check in, though for now they hang back rather than interrupt him as he approaches Nagisa. It's likely they have the mistaken impression that he's another idol here on Idol Business; he certainly has the looks for it, and perhaps the aura, too.

(You know. The whole "faking faker" aura.)

Nagisa is the type to always have his nose buried in a book, but seeing as he already read all the books he brought on the (long) car ride over, he doesn't have one at the moment. He looks up right away when Elan and Hiyori approach, Jun following close behind them (and already carrying some of Hiyori's winter gear, which Hiyori casually tossed off into his arms).

Nagisa's voice is deep (that's Suwabe for you) and there's a noticeable pause before he speaks. It's nothing to do with Elan; he's always like that. His face is difficult to hard to read, which some might find intimidating. But there's no hostility or suspicion in his eyes, and he accepts Elan's story at face value; he, unlike Jun, seems to think there's nothing remotely strange about a random friend of Hiyori's popping up.

"..... I see. Hiyori-kun has friends in all parts of the country."

Hiyori beams warmly in response.]

What's that you're eating? Some kind of rice jelly?

[In Nagisa's hand is a wrapped rectangular with a gelatinous appearance. He nods his head in affirmative. "..... From the gift shop." Then, without saying anything further, he holds up the snack. "Want some?"]

No, I'm good, thanks. Though on second thought, all that walking did make me feel a bit hungry.

[He breaks off a chunk, then turns to Elan.]

Want a piece?