"How--" He started, but there was nowhere for the sentence to go. He stood again, looking over towards his door. He locked it. He knew that he had locked it before he went to bed. Though even then she had him second guessing himself. Or second guessing her skills pertaining to breaking and entering without being known. The only other explanation is that she had been there a lot longer than he knew.
Michel let out a confused huff, placing a hand to his head. He didn't bend down again, but he did look down at the floor and wait for her to move. "Come out of there right now! I'll drag you out if I have to!"