"I'll get on that, mate," Kevin said to Sean, realizing he was probably right, there. Anything weapon-like should probably be put away. "Cath, you go deal with our security friend, I'll go to work on inspecting the kitchens, assuming they haven't already been ransacked." It would slow things down a bit in the kitchen if they locked things up, but better safe than sorry. He had his own personal knives, of course, but he kept those in his room, and no one was getting to them.
"Now that you mention it, the mirror in my bathroom was fixed too. I just figured maintenance had done it and I hadn't noticed till this morning." He saw Sean's glance over to the minibar and gave him a look that said, "You sure you wanna do that, mate?" Considering that Sean had made it pretty clear before that he didn't drink, now wasn't the time to fall off that particular wagon.