Mmm! ( She looks down the hall, realizing after a bleary moment they're -- actually there. It's funny, all of a sudden. Ha! Such perfect timing when they'd stopped! ) We're actually here already! This is me, right here.
( She points to the last door in a line. Like she said... far away in this wing from others. Restrooms between her and the next wing.
She moves for the door, opening it, watching it slide back into the wall with a hum of satisfaction. Everything inside is orderly, her signatures taped to the walls like a strange tapestry of decoration. The bed she uses is in clear evidence, as is how she uses the one across from her: she has a shirt folded on it even now, from when she'd gotten ready for dinner hours earlier. Her tablet sits there too, next to a book, no title to be seen. )
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( She points to the last door in a line. Like she said... far away in this wing from others. Restrooms between her and the next wing.
She moves for the door, opening it, watching it slide back into the wall with a hum of satisfaction. Everything inside is orderly, her signatures taped to the walls like a strange tapestry of decoration. The bed she uses is in clear evidence, as is how she uses the one across from her: she has a shirt folded on it even now, from when she'd gotten ready for dinner hours earlier. Her tablet sits there too, next to a book, no title to be seen. )
Did you want water or anything?