[his eyes are keen; whether or not he notices whether she's tucked something away doesn't show, but he makes no mention of it regardless. the smile at his lips tugs a bit brighter as she turns to face and address him properly; it seems that, despite whatever was on her mind, she would carry on with business as usual.

but, he really didn't expect anything but that from her, did he?]

Later than usual... you're right! Mm, I was hoping I wasn't too late to catch you... but-- I hope I wasn't disturbing...? [he lurks enough to know this ritual is out of the norm despite the late hour, but he's refraining from bringing it up just yet. she's right -- he's conscious enough to ease into it with time.]