Henry makes his way through the Hostel, headed for the same rooms where he had met Captain all those months ago. Exceptionally, he had made only minor cosmetic changes to his appearance. Enough that people who saw him for the first time weren't likely to recognize him later, while keeping the shape of his face the same. When people expect you to change everything, change only a little. If you change nothing, you're just being contrary.
Rosh'sSpade's message had been rather vague. The Epopt wasn't sure what would transpire today. Which was probably a good thing. It meant the Councilman was learning turns of phrases. Let's see if he's learned not to point guns at his guests now, he thought to himself with a hint of a smile as he took the final steps towards the door, and knocked.