Anthony got dressed, no matter how much every single force that existed told him to fuck off and just stay in bed and die, and walked so he could stand near the entrance to the bedroom like a mischievous little imp ready to ruin this lovely conversation Elijah and whats-his-face over there were having. Of course, he wouldn't actually do anything to ruin it (not on purpose, at least). He was just very, very curious. And it's not eavesdropping if you're right there in plain fucking sight.