Sean whirls around at the sound of her voice, but he's still too foggy to actually tense up too much. This is probably a good thing, all else considered.

"Aye, I'm still nae entirely clear on why ye did, either, so if'n it's all the same to ye..." he says, sparing her a nod before returning to his search and coming up with a pair of bloodstained jeans and his jacket folded neatly away in a plastic shopping bag. He never turns his back entirely on her, though.

"I dinnae have time for this."