Finishing the first encryption, he closes the file for now, figuring that is safe enough. He can store the thumb drive in the safe, empty and ready to reuse when they finally leave, but he isn't going to keep that intel on there much longer.

Pushing back from the work space, he gets up, finding a spot on the couch close to him, knee touching his thigh, "Oh god...now I'm worried about what might be written in there about me."