He looked around the hallway again, and it wasn't the first time that he wondered whose house this was and why they were in it. Why was this place considered safe for them to stay in for a few days when there were plenty of other places that could be watched and picked out? He suspected it was the wingman to provide some sort of guidance on where to go, but he still had to wonder about this place. "Why lock bedrooms at all? Who lives here?" He might like to break a door he mentally added but didn't verbalize.

He raised an eyebrow at her surprised look, wondering what it was that she found so difficult to understand about how he worked. She ordered, he followed. It was the way that soldiering happened, so it wasn't anything new to her. He suspected she did it just as often when SHIELD was still around anyway, and he had meant it that she was his entire world right now. "These are fine, just tight."