He hears the front door open from his bedroom and very nearly lets it be, but in case Manji needed help with something, he ought to offer. Garner leaves the phone behind and walks with confidence out to the doorway...where he pauses. That isn't the voice he was expecting..?

He pauses there in the doorway, listening where clouded eyes offered no better input, before deciding to call out. "Not unless you really want to, I suppose, but the rooms seem quite large."

He's dressed simply, a pair of joggers someone had helped him pick out and a plain t-shirt. The most out of place thing aside from his clouded white eyes and the scar over his right eye, is the long strip of black leather coiled around his left arm from elbow to wrist.

"Hello there?"