The room is very plain! A bed, a desk with a few books, a barred window, another door presumably leading to the bathroom,

Bastien is reclining on the bed, looking bored, glancing up when Shuri comes in. He . . . actually looks happy to see him for a second, before his expression violently neutralizes itself into something more Bastien-esque. "Shuri Oak, fancy meeting you here. I thought I just left you."