"Since last night for sure," Ivan says, after nodding a greeting to Clark. He pushes back from where he's been leaning on the wall next to it, eyeing both Clark and the door itself. "Maybe longer -- he didn't show up to our room last night, but that's not really any different from normal, now."

Shoving his hands into his uniform jacket, Ivan shrugs casually. As if he's not overly concerned about what his cousin could be doing. "I just need to get in and see what's up. We can go from there." Depending on what condition Miles is in. He's got a few ideas already, he'll just need Clark to sit on Miles for a bit. Or help him carry ice, if Miles isn't going to be getting up and walking around.