( kokomi disappears to check the lock, and satisfied with it, at least for now, yuuta takes to tending to the dishes. funnily enough, he thinks that they aren't even kokomi's--after all, she'd mentioned just arriving, essentially, which must mean that she hasn't really been here long enough to dirty anything. does this mean they're staying at someone else's place? or is it more like this is some sort of homestay, a hotel, or something of the like?

he's considering the options as he works his hands, steadily, with soap and a sponge, methodically working the dishes until they're soaped up and then rinsed. by the time kokomi returns, he's nearly finished; luckily, there's some sort of drying rack, and he sets each dish there, carefully. )

It...might be that way. ( he says, uncertain, over his shoulder. if that's the case, then... ) Is there more than one, ah...bedroom?

( he's only seen the place up to the kitchen, after all. elbowing the faucet to turn it off again, he holds his dripping hands up, panics internally, and then finally locates a towel to carefully dry them off on. with a nod to kokomi, he tries to offer a small smile. )

Do you want to give me a tour? Show me the highlights.

( a bit ridiculous, since she just explored it, but: he's trying to be fun. or something. )