No, no! Look, it's fine, we can just, uh... [ If they get into a fight with this poor bot because of Jaune's increasingly complicated luck (caught by belt: good luck; fall to ground: bad luck; land on bus: good; traumatic head injury: BAD??) neither of them are going to have enough juice left to make it through the freaking night.

Rapunzel, for once the peacekeeper, tries to wiggle between Jaune and the counter, pressing a hand against his chest firmly but tenderly.

Also: still trying to decide whether his behaviour is cute or just really worrisome. ]

It's [ giggle ] it's all right. We don't need to stay here.

"Very well. Before you leave, however, I am obligated to ask whether sir would like to pay for the room himself. As a citizen of our happy, functioning colony, Cerealia, you would also be authorised to use credits at this hotel."

Uh, yeah. He knows. Probably But it's all right! Really...