If the following pause indicates anything, it's that he is not above kicking Ralston out of his own room and may, in fact, be considering it—but, no. He only brushes his hair back in case it's fallen out of place, which it hasn't, and then mindfully moves toward the edge of the bed to see about putting his feet back in his shoes.

"I was there." Obviously, he doesn't say; he pauses, actually, and rubs his thumb once across his fingertips, recalling a sensation. "I touched it. The monolith."