PARTY - Hunter Matt
"I claimed one of the empty rooms," Mobius shrugged, and he didn't know whose room was or whatever - but it had been available and maybe his other self lived there anyway? Hard to say. He didn't think his other self remembered either - that Mobius was barely an echo in the back of his mind, and didn't have the Derleth experience this one did.
Just taking what he could get - a hunter's way. Was it truly living? That was debatable.
"It's 403 if you want to go there for anything, or catch a nap," he offered. Maybe offering an actual place where there was less of a chance of running into anything supernatural would be more incentive. "And if you do decide to come in, I'll make you something to eat in the kitchen." Something besides soup - or whatever Matt could scrounge up from his pack of dry provisions.