[ surveying it himself - of course, there's nothing furniture wise for them to hide behind, and in his esteemed opinion if they're to be safe they should have the phone light off too, but it won't matter all that much anyway. from here - yes, like this -

it's a little high. he left his sword on his bike, in favor of looking more harmless to hurricane; if he needs it, he'll have to run down . . . so he'll need his eyes. the light will be necessary, then, so he can use them.

giving a nod after the brief moment of looking around, and he says, casually, ]

I suppose there aren't any closets around here, are there . . . ?

[ before he looks to the corner, looks up to him - in askance, does he want to sit first or should he? ]