He stills, hand rigid on the knob, and debates internally for a minute before turning back.

"To work," he clarifies coolly, entirely aware he skipped over that rather important step. In about thirty minutes, actually, but he doesn't think he can physically bear being in the same room as Jay for any longer than necessary. He still needs that distance, that cushion of space between them right now. "That potential job looks like it might work out. You know, assuming I can get there in time."