Staying where he was, not even flinching as she jumped and nearly dropped the flowers while practically yelling at him. Giving a tug at the bottom of his shirt, the fabric rubbing the gauze on his chest the wrong way he just shrugged his shoulders, "I told you to make sure the door was locked didn't I?" Not that it mattered since he had a key to the place, not that she'd had a choice in him having the key after the night he'd installed them for her.
Taking in a deep breath through his nose Ty could sense that she was slightly angry at his presence, not something that he could blame her for and he didn't. He would still remind her that he'd told her, a few times actually, that he wouldn't be around on a day to day basis and he didn't know when he would or wouldn't have a free moment to spare for her. He was the job.