She pushed open the door and led him out into the complex. Unlike much of her wanderings when she was outside her room, her path this time was certain and set with a purpose. Bethany pulled him past the regular laboratories and living quarters. Into the service tunnels where Gambit would have to duck just to pass through because of the low ceilings and downward flight upon flight of stairs. The walls and scenery went from clean white steel to dark and dank stone with pipes and wires that dripped with condensation. A very old part of the lab that felt like it led out into the ground below the bay in which Poveglia sat.
Bethany didn't seem at all scared by the journey into the little used area of the complex. She was focused and quiet, her grip remaining strong and her pace just fast enough to force Remy to keep up with her. She finally stopped at an old door that looked like it wouldn't open without a lot of help. Rusted and caked with grime, the copper and bronze piping green from age.
She looked up at Remy, blue eyes glowing slightly in the shadows and lack of light, and pointed at the door, "Father is sleeping and wants to wake up."