Still in-hand, Simmaeri drew the item back toward her, scanning it carefully, turning it over. Key card. For doors and rooms. It made sense, fit better into place in the context of its use. Having the name clicked it solidly there.
She nodded, accepting this.
"This key card," she said, holding it at an angle to expose the markings. She pointed at the numbers, tapping the surface lightly, before pointing to the entryway of the apartment. "That door." She traced one of the numbers. It's the same.
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Still in-hand, Simmaeri drew the item back toward her, scanning it carefully, turning it over. Key card. For doors and rooms. It made sense, fit better into place in the context of its use. Having the name clicked it solidly there.
She nodded, accepting this.
"This key card," she said, holding it at an angle to expose the markings. She pointed at the numbers, tapping the surface lightly, before pointing to the entryway of the apartment. "That door." She traced one of the numbers. It's the same.