He had his tied fully loosened and was flapping the collar of his jacket like he needed to stretch a bit when he walked into the room. A quick sniff said it had a male occupant sometime recently, but not within the last hour or so. Which meant that Emily likely hadn't seen the man.

A guess that was confirmed when she started at seeing them walk in and forced a polite smile while she brushed the sheets smooth on the bed, "I'm almost done here. I'll be out of your hair in a jiffy."

Daryl let out a soft grunt and glanced at Natasha. Then turned his back and headed for the bathroom. He'd let her deal with knocking the girl out and getting her out of uniform.