Oliver had only been offering the use of his bug-free clothes, not the room itself, and wasn't really up to sharing his space with a horde of people he didn't rightly know, but no one seemed intent on going in.
He nodded to Temple, mostly because at least that would be one less frantic floor-mate to contend with. "It will," he added. "But best to wash'em first. I'd suggest washin' your bedclothes too while you're at it. If this is house-wide those machines are gonna be busy. If you're alright with it I'll take a look in your room and see where they're comin' out from." He glanced around to the others. "I suggest everybody does that. You don't have to touch anythin', just see whree they might be gettin' in." He looked back to Edwin, sighing slightly and wishing their morning wasn't getting cut off. Honestly, he couldn't complain too bad considering this hadn't actually happened to them before. "You might wanna go check your room too, elf."