Noah nearly went back to his apartment, but thought better of it. He didn't want to deal with Angela's questions right now. So, he went to Claude's apartment. He knew his friend had a lot to deal with, with Abby gone, but he didn't plan to disturb him. He stopped outside the door, only a few down from his own, and went to open the door. It was locked. And he didn't have a key. With a sigh, he began picking the lock, hoping that it wouldn't take too long. Most people wouldn't have considered lock picking an appropriate way to get into a friend's apartment, but most people weren't Noah Bennet. It only took a little more than a minute before he had the door unlocked and opened.
He stumbled into the apartment and looked at Claude. "Don't ask," he said roughly, walking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind him. He really just wanted to wash off the blood.