[He could guess the nature of the gossip, as he quietly steps aside to let the man inside - closing the door once he done so.

They were safe - he did a thorough check in the first week of casing his room for cameras or microphones, it seems the Wing didn't care much what they did in their own bedroom, but halls and on - they were under constant surveillance.

Sherlock's room was messy in the way of someone who either hits the bed soon as they come back, or too lost in the books scattered around to notice the world around them]

I... you experience - that?