[Wen Ning sighed....this was going to be it then. He surveyed his room and what he had collected in his short time here. And he glanced over at the stranger. He certainly wasn't going to give up his room or his space.]

If you wish to share the room you may. I am not leaving this room and giving it up to you.

[As he spoke, he stood up and straightened his posture and looked the other in the eye. His own hand rested on the hilt of his sword hanging at his waist.]