He had about spazzed his way onto the floor when the explosion happened as it'd scared the living shit out of him and when Felicia returned he was halfway up the wall above the beds headboard hanging onto a tapestry in a way similar to a certain wall crawler obviously spooked.
"I can always do parkour. It seems safer oddly enough." For some reason when Gibson looked in he chuckled as he took Victor's unmentionables to wash, whistling an old Spider-Man tune as he walked down the hall. "Even beat up all to hell I've still got moves!"
With a front flip Victor landed on his feet in front of the bed before climbing back into it. Extraordinary circumstance was his excuse for having climbed the tapestry - there was an explosion in his house somewhere and he panicked. On the nightstand there was another little notepad that had a flip comic full of little stick figures of a terrified Saber running from a clown, gradually becoming a gaggle of them until ultimately there was a whole circus after him with everything from clown cars to elephants. Yeah he'd been that bored.