He watched Aoi leave. Once the door was closed he lifted a bag from around his shoulder, he'd had it resting against his back. He set it on a chair so he wouldn't have to bend down so much, then removed his jacket, taking care to lay it neatly over the back of the chair before he rolled up the sleeves of his fitted black dress shirt. The zipper on the bag seemed almost deafening as he opened it. In absolute silence he proceeded to pull out and put on a pair of black nitrile gloves.<br/><br/>Not looking at Cora he pulled out a few more things, a plastic drop-cloth, which he laid out on the floor being sure it was flat before setting aside a container of fruit, a bottle of wine, an assortment of clamps and finally a length of rope. This was when he looked to Cora, "Take your clothes off and leave them there." he said with a dismissive gesture to where she sat, "Unless you'd prefer I help you." he said as he flipped open a large pocket knife.