His hands burned, his chest feeling the same. His breath came in short bursts as he felt her weight near him. This wasn't the first, nor the last time, she'd be curled into his side, hiding out in the bathroom as they listened in on the private conversation on the other side of the door. "Shhh..", he caressed the back of her head. It wasn't common for him, he was awkward, but he had to hear the rest of this conversation. Talks of double agents, acts of treason. His breath hitched as he heard their plans through the door, muffled but he knew... they were being betrayed, he had to assure their safety, but he didn't know who... he couldn't just open the door and be seen... they'd have to be cautious and careful until they had evidence.