He was still wary, but he made his way over to the door. He didn't yet know who was behind it, and he was fairly sure the Valeyard suspected something.

He would after that last encounter.

"What are you talking about?" He pulled the door open, only enough so that he could see him, and eyed him darkly.

Even well-rested, changed into proper sleep wear, and in his own room he was incredibly angry at the Doctor. He could hardly be blamed for his near constant state of testiness.