Davy was lazily staring out the window of his own room when he began to see gravel fall somewhere from the roof. It raised and eyebrow and suspicions. He didn't know much about the wards of the hotel, let alone if they protected the roof. He grabbed a sword and went to investigate, not knowing what he'd find. He wasn't particularly excited or wanting to do it... but it was at if anything, something to do.
"Who goes there." He growled, trying to revert to his older intimidating self. "Show yourself."