To Bodhi, there's nothing to see. Patience is a virtue of his. He shouldn't have any trouble. But sitting still and watching someone he doesn't especially trust do... Something? It's just not lending itself to either a long haul pilot's patience or philosophic mefditation. He fidgets, he shifts, he stares at the door and waits for it to be over. Finally, not sure it's a good move, he breaks his silence. "Um... So?"