"I can't say if there is or isn't," said Aragorn. "It's strange. In our world, dwellings have their own guardians, and it must be the same here, but..." He'd yet to meet the mysterious benefactors who offered such hospitality to him and Sam, and he didn't think that he would. It was as though these SWORD people had set up this Tower for people such as themselves, and then left it to manage itself. And wasn't that contrary to everything that he'd ever experienced?
"I'm certain you can speak to the housing assistant. Or one of the other inhabitants. Everyone here seems eager to help everyone else, almost as though we're in this together." He stared at the plant a moment, thinking. "Y'know, we leave one quest to be thrust right into the middle of another. It's like the universe has it out for us."