Lucas was, more or less, used to the hotel. He didn't necessarily like it, but there was only so much worrying he could do before it started grating. And for someone like him, who worried about everything, that really said something.
He was at the point where the thing that bothered him the most was that whole potentially disappearing roommate thing. He'd cycled through a couple already and was on yet another, though he'd yet to meet them considering the circumstances. The only reason he knew there was someone else there was the noticing of the other person's things when he'd been in there to grab something before heading out to wander around the hotel some more.
He'd kept himself busy, had mostly stopped worrying -- at least for the moment, because he'd never not find something to worry about at some point -- and was on his way back to his room.
Lucas let himself into the room and noticed that his roommate was indeed there now. "Hey," he greeted casually, shrugging his jacket off and tossing it over a chair.