Spence started, tripping two steps away from the door and hissing a curse under his breath. When he shifted back against the wall it was stiffly. His arms crossed tight over his chest and he held his back rigidly straight like a cornered cat. Overall it made him look high-strung and pissy.
"No. It didn't. I wasn't paying that much attention at the time." Spence huffed, and shrugged. He was still too tense. "Maybe it is here. It wouldn't hurt to keep an eye out...as long as that's not literally."