A sharp turn in the direction of the creaking that was most definitely not in his head and Asher zeroed in. His finger was poised and ready on the trigger as he moved around the mattress, and even when he realizes who the figure balled up behind it was, he didn't immediately let it go or drop his hand.

"Vecchio?" he asked. "Why the hell didn't you answer me!?" He finally re-holstered his gun, only because having it in hand now made the idea of clubbing Ray with the butt of it too tempting. "I could have shot you!."