"Not overly." Hartley had a room for himself, which wasn't that surprising, given that he was doing well. Not just where his behaviour was concerned, but also and most especially in less obvious ways. It showed in how comparatively comfortable he had it here. He was currently sanding the edges off a very small metal device with sandpaper. Safe enough. His real work had to be done at the workshop, but at least he could get things ready while in here.

"I told you to come, so yeah. Come in." He sat up on the bed and looked at Axel, keeping his face as blank as he could. "What do you have?"