#(( bri hiss? blasphemy D: ))

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A fair point. The dual whoosh of those airlocked doors is loud enough to disrupt whatever sleep she gets. It still doesn’t lead to an explanation, however. Even amid their chit-chat, they would have heard someone come in so perhaps they were not alone to begin with.

“Thanks.” The dryest retort is lobbed on that last point, her nose scrunching with it. Imposing stature and startling appearance aside, she is supposed to be the responsible adult here. No way around it. “Right then,” her palm does a noncommital (and very British) tap on top of her thigh, but she is slow to rise from the cushioned chair. “I’ll go up, but is there a precedent? I mean, has someone actually broken in and stolen stuff here before?” 

❛ The doors are locked. We would have heard someone come back in, the airlock sounds like a jet engine at night. ❜ Addi was still looking upwards, trying to follow the noise. If she remembered her mental map, there was either a hallway or a storage room in that area. The problem was, the sound ended on one side, then started again at the other. How was it crossing the area in only one direction? ❛ Should we just.. ignore it? What if someone got in and they're' stealing... stuff? If they just take one look at you, they'll run for it. ❜