Celena turned her attention to the guards as they approached the checkpoint. The guards in question turning to them and motioning for them to halt, though she did not pick up any particular suspicion, merely the guards doing their job.

Drawing out her ID once more, Celena stepped forward, gesturing to the crate Billy carried, "Sample transfer to Lab 3, Janis was rather insistent,"

The guard in question frowned a moment before motioning them through, "Be careful out there, storms only getting worse from what I hear,"

"We shall, believe me, the sooner we're out their the sooner we get back,"

With a shake of her head she brushed past the guards, not looking back until they were out of the guards sight.

We should be clear from here on out.