--Oh, no. If this is a noise complaint, then you've certainly found the right room.

[Sighing, Koumei opened the door further so he could regard the man more directly. The fine cloth of his robes was as disheveled as his hair, and the oddly ornate fan that he carried in his hands would have seemed like an odd accessory to a passing stranger.

Koumei held said fan up, almost as if to give himself some space while he thought.]

There's at least a dozen or so young men with swords residing in this apartment and the two surrounding. They can get quite energetic, and don't always understand how people need their rest. While I'm new to this residence, I can still pass along a message for you.