“Ah.”

Rezo does not grimace, but the noise he makes is almost pointedly neutral. When he does sleep, he prefers to do so away from other people if possible, for a myriad of reasons.

Still though…

“I’ve likely slept in worse conditions. I doubt I will be unable to handle some company.”

Traveling as much as he does, after all, means you can’t always be picky about where you lay your head. Somewhere dry and warm is all one can reasonably ask for.

Although… if conditions are so crowded…

“...This place must be quite busy if anyone gets sick.”

i.e. oh god, a flu would tear through this place like a hot knife through butter.