[For a moment, Vil lingers at the door, then huffs when no proper invitation follows before walking into the room and letting it shut behind him. The room is more in line with what he would expect of a standard hotel room, which frankly seems uncomfortably small when he thinks about having more than a few outfits and personal items available. But he pushes past that thought before too long; it's not his room, so getting picky about it was completely unnecessary.]

I wouldn't say "a lot," but it's definitely nicer. Something closer to a hotel suite than a standard room.

[He folds his arms as he keeps looking at Leona's limited furnishings. He's understating how nice his rooms are, more out of not wanting to detail how different they are rather than sparing Leona's feelings.]

You've been to the lower floors?