The wait between his knock and the door opening didn't seem to bother him, instead occupying himself with looking up and down the hallway, not really moving to look, just his eyes sweeping back and forth. When the door opened, Simon's attention was right where it belonged, his head canted to the side, expression neutral. "I wasn't entirely sure what your taste would be so... I brought a few."
No special attention was called to the presence of the cane, instead taking the invitation and grabbing up several of the canvases and hauling them inside with him, setting them against a wall before returning with the last handful. His nose wrinkled at the smell of the dust that hung in the air, and Simon made a swipe at his nose as though to clear his sinuses. "Place is looking good in here. I like the choice of the rose hardwood. Of course, I've always had a penchant for darker tones like that."