What what what. Melek jerked back out of sheer reflex alone, the touch too sudden and way too personal for something he hadn't initiated.

There was something to be said about overdramaticism, but he couldn't quite figure out what. In the end he backed away another step, as much to keep a handle on himself as to put some distance between himself and the very strange man.

...the hotel probably would have something, hotels were full of people, right? But this guy was probably gonna try to actually feed him. Eugh. "Yeah," he said finally, dubious, and then, which he would not have if he was thinking more clearly, "but you could also fix my problem."