Thankfully, the glasses now serve to hide the most obvious signs of a wince to anyone simply passing by. He lets the door close, and takes a hissing breath, sighing. He can feel The Shadow blocking his escape route, and he has half a mind to swing at him with a cane, simply to alleviate the trapped feeling it gives him. He's feeling defensive, on edge, and his usual reaction is to either get out of the situation, or lash out. Neither is an option here.

He utters a low, frustrated swear in Japanese as he sets his hand on the door again, and shoves it open.