Eliot growled explicatives that peeled wallpaper as he stalked to the bathroom, grabbed a towel, and returned to wipe up the mess with rough movements. His vision flickered back and forth between x-ray and normal.
"I'll be back," he said, knowing he had to get out of there, to redirect his fury. He threw the used towel in the tub as he passed the bathroom and slammed the door on the way outside.