Teddy followed her, silently, up the stairs to their room. It had hardly changed since he'd left, except it was a bit tidier perhaps. He didn't really know what Vic wanted out of tonight, but he knew he well enough to know she wouldn't want him to come onto her. If she was in the mood for something like that, he'd wait for clear instruction. He wasn't going to risk pissing her off.
He turned and shut the door behind them as they walked into the room, before kicking off his shoes by the door. He gave her a small smile, pushing his hands into his pockets. "You tired?" he asked. It was quite late, but he didn't know if she wanted to sit and talk or something. It would probably be easier if she didn't want to talk. It would be so easy for him to put his foot in it.