He stands a good distance back from her as she opens the door, knowing he hadn't gone into that room yet. The bathroom had been enough of a disaster.

"How should I know? I haven't gone in there yet." He peeks at it the best he can from his position. It's dark, and he can't really see.

"That might be your new bedroom for all I know." Now, he dares step forward. That just might be a bed in there. Who leaves a room like this, honestly. He opens the door a little farther, following her. A finger finds a light switch, making another explosion of dust come off of it. It's both. A storeroom and a bedroom. One wouldn't be able to tell from all the stuff stacked on top of the bed, the closet filled to the brim with things, and boxes everywhere.