"No not necessarily.. Just looking for old fr-" The lycan cut himself off and went to covering his ears when the girl began screaming, a cringe flashing across his face as he quickly adjusted to the noise. His eyes eyes on her the whole time, and they widened when she unbuttoned her shirt and threw it at him. With his speed he was able to catch it, but he obviously looked shocked, the eyes belonging to him glancing down her image before he shot his attention elsewhere. To him it was almost like the time he walked in on a friend of his dressing up, he couldn't recall if she hit him for peeking. At least this one didn't hit him for looking over her when she was without proper clothing.
"Thank goodness you managed to keep the underwear.. I-I'll see about getting you a change of clothing when I return.." The creature stammered, slowly standing up as he watched her shape behind the curtain move around. He knew she was somewhat aware of his intentions and for some reason he felt confident in putting his trust in her hands, especially after she solved his need to fake a master and servant session in the bathroom. Eventually after a few minutes of standing there and watching he cracked the door open, looking over his shoulder and speaking in a low tone again. "You're a pretty one... A fighter too.. I think I'll keep you for more than just a night doll face." He said, growling in a satisfied tone as he stepped into the room and paced around a bit, thinking deeply about his position right now. There is no way the manager has any suspicion.. This girl might be the one to help keep trouble away from me.