"No, it's fine," Ainsley said, heading toward the door, and she gave him a rueful smile as she passed him. "I probably need a refresher anyway. It's been awhile." She knew it would take her very long to regain her bearings, though; if everything was mostly the same, she'd be able to find it without much help. Which was a very good thing. If things got too weird or awkward, she could probably find a decent place to hide. Of course, if it came down to that, she'd probably just leave, but she was trying to be optimistic.
Once she out in the hallway, she looked up and down it, then back at Michael. "So, that way, right?" She pointed down the opposite way they'd come, almost jokingly.