Perhaps Glenn might recognize other people's things, here and there, when he came up to the second floor. Stationary with Lorenz's writing, flowers and plants as decor. Items Sylvain might have left around before departing for the day. Zechs was relatively tidy himself - there's just a few notes to himself that sit on a table, handwriting tidy and elegant.

Zechs nodded politely. "As you will. Let me know if you need anything - otherwise, I'll be starting tea."

Politeness and tea were just ... extremely easy things to retreat to, when socialization would otherwise make Zechs extremely awkward. "There should be clean towels in there already. Second door on your left, there."