Reaching out, Eanne can't feel anyone in her immediate vicinity, not in the bathroom, or the bedroom outside it. Which is kind of strange, actually, since Bec posted a guard on the door.
Poking her head out of the shower, Eanne sees nothing amiss. At least... That's what she thinks at first. There's a shimmer, a distortion, something she probably wouldn't have noticed if it weren't for all the steam in the air.
Then, she spots it. A shape, the light bending and refracting around it to make it almost invisible, but it's outline just able to be noticed. Looking in front of her, Eanne sees a person standing by the door, a few paces away, cloaked by some sort of spell or technology. The shape is distinctly feminine, shapely and curvy, and at her back is what looks like the handle of a weapon, maybe a sword, though given the cloaking it's hard to tell.