When he heard her say she was sorry he didn't reply, letting her walk away before he completely shut the door and dropped the towel, dressing before he hung it back up on the rack in the bathroom. Messing absently with his hair he reclined into a stretch as he emerged once more from the bathroom and tidied up what little mess he had made before exiting his new room, barefoot, and making his way down the hall a bit. Is this what she wanted? For him to follow her around like a little puppy until she finally spilled the beans? Well he could assure her that would only last for so long until he simply returned the feelings that she was giving him.<br/><br/>"Want to let me know what's goin' on?" He inquired, a quirk of his brow visable as he appeared in her doorway, reaching one arm up to lean against the frame, his side placed firmly against said fixture, whilst his other hand was by his side, thumb hooked into the pocket on his jeans. There wasn't much else he had to say at the moment, so he waited for her response.