Well, duh. Why bother being quiet when it was already quiet and unless someone was doing something like rocket science, who was going to complain? He and the other members of his band were loud anyways. Stopping at the door of room 206, he knocked loudly. He had learned that just because someone said the door was open didn't mean that it was open all the time.

As for not asking about basic needs and survival, well, he couldn't ask. Not when a little foraging found him some cans and hey, rubbing two sticks together wasn't that hard.

"Yo. Charles. It's Nathan."