[There are a few key phrases playing through his head, little words spoken by the Devil like whispers of suggestions in his ear. He finds his mind wandering where it shouldn't. Just what the other could've done with him or to him while he slept, things he's not exactly uncomfortable with. He just shakes it off and reasons it away. He's mostly nude. Sometimes that's enough to get a body into a more heated line of thinking.

He'll just slip out of bed via the other side of the mattress, silk sheet falling off of him to reveal he's wearing a pair of blue boxer briefs that shape his backside and legs nicely. The rest of him is toned, not athletic but lithe with a few scars here or there. He's just going to pad on over and grab his pants thanks. So far the guy isn't exactly a threat, yet. But he'll keep an eye on his gun, not that he thinks the other could figure out how to use it. Takes more than the press of a trigger.]

For the record, it's not like it took much for me to get in here. You should look into better security if you don't want just anyone in your suite.