Sypha was on her way to the kitchen to scrounge up a proper breakfast, or as close as she could find to one considering she'd still yet to ask anyone about the appliances, when she came across the man in the lobby. He appeared to be dressed in clothes closer to her own home than the 'modern' amenities of the hotel, which definitely peaked her interest. The robes did not speak of regularly citizenry, and the feathers upon his shoulders were mostly signaling possible sorcery.
She wasn't dressed in her robes, but a pair of pants and a t-shirt provided in the closet, as it was easier to just blend in that way. The oversized hoodie obscured most of her feminine features, along with the short cut of her hair. Old habits die hard and all that.
"Hello," she called out to the man's back, not wanting to get close enough to alarm him. Her fingers twitched at her side, in case she needed to quick cast in defense. Other than that, she looked mostly relaxed. "Have you been standing there long?"