"Thought they might want to be around family today. Or perhaps they are." He made no assumptions on how the Bailey kids might feel about him coming in as part of the group that was running everything around there like they owned the island. Which, at this point, they technically did in a way. Somehow helping out hadn't gotten the way he thought it would, and now his passwords for everything was exceedingly easy. "HmOWKymohSWe4" might seem like a random set of letters and numbers, but not if you'd seen that movie as many times as he had over the years. Little rebellions that no one would think too much of when he pretended to be shocked that they had managed to break in and steal files using his account. After all, it could easily be argued who was the better actor in the house no matter how often he insisted it was Ethan.
"Seems to be half of what people have been talking about this week. The whys of everything that might never get answered. I'm guessing there's nothing of real importance in that letter." He didn't ask or poke most of the time. Sometimes it was better to just keep secrets rather than spreading information around where anyone could hear it.