He moved around his room, but very little was interesting in it aside from items that had nothing to do with him, a bed, clothing that he was debating if it fit or not and other things that he paid little mind to. He wandered over to the window and peered out, looking around to sight weaknesses, areas of attack and other things that his training would make him pick out first before the fact the grass was a little long, that some old lady was walking her dog or even that most of the cloud had cleared off from the sky.

He heard her get up out of the tub, tilting his head as he tracked her progress with sound and almost feeling bad he had drawn her from her bath. She was supposed to be enjoying herself, not yelling at him anyway. He hadn't done anything wrong by his measure except to fail to do what he wanted to do with his snooping. He would definitely have to work on that in the future, master his subterfuge and sleight-of-hand techniques. It was at least something to work towards, a mission small and easy to do.

He turned his head when she called and walked into his room, though he was still over by the window. He eyed the fact she was in a robe and held the file. He suspected some of it was in Russian. "Did I?" He frowned at the idea before looking out the window again. "Then show me later. Go enjoy your bath now."