Aaron was still not looking and wasn't going to look until he was sure she had her shirt back on. He heard the telltale rustling of her getting redressed, and only when it was quiet did he venture a look. She seemed irked at him, as if it was his fault he went into the room he was assigned.

"My key opened this door," he replied, which was pretty much the definition of this being his room. "And the number is on my information. I can show it to you, if you want."