The security is not everything he might wish for — it never is anymore in Baedal, and especially not in Bonetown — but regardless, when Jason opens the door, the look on his face is just really? He ostentatiously leans against the frame of the doorway as if debating the merits of letting Babs inside, looking more shaven than last time, but also more tired. It's the kind of tired they're both well accustomed to being and to seeing on others, the have-worked-hard-and-am-planning-on-working-harder mode that people of their peculiar occupation are capable of running in for days at a time.

But he smiles, perhaps a tad reluctantly, and moves back to give her room to enter.

"That was fast."