He was more than just a little impressed by the fact the man just punched a metal door without any apparent damage to his hand or arm, though the fact he heard the distinct sound of metal hitting metal means the man must either be wearing armor or have a metal prosthetic. Impressive. Most impressive. Perhaps he'd ask about that later on, once he'd gotten more of a measure of this man. He was a little hard to read, though at the very least he could tell the asset was amicable to working with others.

Rorschach moved through the garage, looking to see if there was any tools. There was a snow shovel hanging up neatly against the wall along with other large tools. He knew that was definitely going to come in handy if he was to be here for more than a few days. He stood slightly off to the side and at the tools in the box. Picking up a standard-sized screwdriver, he slid that into his pocket. That was one of the most useful tools when it came to both repairs, when it came to breaking & entering, and as an improvised weapon, so into one of his many pockets it went.