The look of relief on his face isn't subtle. Sweeney's still working on the consent thing, but he thinks he's getting better at it.

He's got the key in the lock a moment later, and less than a breath after that, he's tugging at her with a mischievous smile. The door open, he pulls her inside and tosses the key carelessly. His hands are already in her hair, urging her mouth to his. He promptly kicks the door shut behind them.