Spencer limped a lot further into the conservatory, picking a spot down in the corner, behind a thick screen of plants, then leaned against the wall and took the weight off his right foot, "Emily, are you ok?"
He could see movement through the plants, the creature stalking back and forth outside the doors. He had to wonder if they'd be safer further in, like in the Mocha, or the security offices, "It's out there, come away from the glass Emily, just in case?"