Okay, not going as planned. There's still a lot of noise going on, and it felt like a car just slammed in to the other side of the door, so he does the only thing he can think of.

"That's not what I fucking said at all! That's bad! You're bad!!" Scold the raptor and ease away from the door was all he could come up with, evidently. Yeah...

He decides now is likely a good time to scoot on down the hall.