[ Considering he's feeling sorry for her right now, pre-opening the door, there may be some merit to that theory. Or perhaps he simply can't relate to feelings of worth toward sneaking into a woman's room, no matter how well-kept she is. Regardless, he's here for the herb and as much as he may not like it, he'll take that as a go-ahead.
He'll also take the approach of a hand reaching for his head as reason for all the self-propelling necessary. Though once inside to an empty, fairly indistinct bedroom, he takes the time to glare briefly over his shoulder. One single bit of 'advice' before taking to the more important task. ]
Don't mess around. We find what we need and we get out.
[ Now where might she be keeping this herb...? The first place he looks is to the nightstand, where one is wedged... in between the pages of a book? ]
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He'll also take the approach of a hand reaching for his head as reason for all the self-propelling necessary. Though once inside to an empty, fairly indistinct bedroom, he takes the time to glare briefly over his shoulder. One single bit of 'advice' before taking to the more important task. ]
Don't mess around. We find what we need and we get out.
[ Now where might she be keeping this herb...? The first place he looks is to the nightstand, where one is wedged... in between the pages of a book? ]