A miracle worker was right. Thankfully, the bored expressions on the guards' faces could be explained away in other ways. They'd seen him before, and the patients were permitted to leave the facility. There was no reason for them to stop her now that she was clear, but he wasn't willing to take the risk that her doctor friend had flagged someone to block her from passing through the main gate. She needed to get out quietly, and this was the way to do it.
He moved through the gate with her. There was no alarm, and the guards were clouded, distracted, staring aimlessly into space. If anything was strange enough to notice, it was that.
He held the door for her, pressing it open into the grey day outside.