"That's what that little lever above the knob does. Huh. I never knew." Eliot made a face, something not far from a smile. He nodded toward the door. "Let's go before somebody comes up here and sees us." Not that he didn't want to be seen with her. He just didn't want to be interrupted.
The timing may have been off, but they had opportunity and they had means. He wasn't going to turn away from that. Sam was doing all right, more or less. His memories were shotty, but he was awake, he was getting stronger, he was going to be all right.