"Why not?" His brows dip downward. Not that he had planned to speak of this to anyone, but if there was a specific reason, he wanted to hear it.

He cleaned the blade against one of the few relatively clean spots left on his skirting and sheathed it again. He pulled the door mostly shut behind him and hugged the wall closest to the entrance to explore to his right while she worked her way back.

He was careful with each step forward, a slight kicking out just in case there was furniture against the wall. He didn't want to stumble against something and make a loud noise.