It was probably a testament to how weird Emmett's life was that he didn't think it was that weird that people randomly showed up at the cottage. He WAS kind of glad it was happening here, instead of back at home, because honestly, the entire group of assassins would have been a pain right now, judging by the looks of Roman.
"Hey." He set down his maths text and calculator and gave him a onceover. "You look like hell."
Considering his own red rimed eyes, and the fact he hadn't showered in three days, and was surrounded by cans of finished energy drinks that was maybe a weird statement, but...
"How's it going then? I could stand to get out a while. Too much maths for ME. Too many?" he frowned. "Either way."