Will couldn't help sighing in relief when the door appeared and Joss all but flung herself through it. Back out into the lobby, at least, and he didn't have that many floors to go. The lobby was as dark and barely-lit as ever, which was for once a real relief. He was sick of white walls. If he could just get back up to his room and sleep, maybe this would all turn into a really ridiculous dream. It wasn't like he had any physical mark to remember it by, just other people's secrets.
And William Decker was good at keeping secrets, especially when they were linked to one of his own.
He nodded briefly at the group and followed after Chris up the stairs, intending to get back to his room. Maybe have a drink before trying to sleep again, just in case he needed a little extra help nodding off. He didn't think he would, but who knew. Besides, after that kind of weird shit? He practically deserved a drink.