Derevko's lips pressed together into a thinner line as he spotted the concealed item in the plant pot. Though he didn't know what it was off the top of his head without further investigation, he could certainly guess.
Gee, a concealed bit of plastic in a plant pot in the room of a hospital owned by an intelligence agency. Is that something like, oh, I dunno, a fucking listening device? Gee, a bug. Wow, that was completely fucking unexpected.
"Let's just sit down and wait for them to give us the fucking results, yeah?"