Trying to occupy his time with getting things ready, John had already placed some of the documents on the table of the motel room, and had the laptop out. He could do this. He'd watched Henri make identities for both of them over twenty times. But they didn't have all the equipment with them. Letting out a breath, he peeled back the comforter on the bed slightly, and then fixed the pillows.
It was the sound of the water running that caught his attention. John closed his eyes, focusing on it, his stomach twisting into tight knots. Six was showering in there. He was going to sleep in the same bed as her. It may seem juvenile to other people but John didn't have any experience in the area.