Re: [Second Floor Hallway]
[And oh, she can't help the subtle smile at Michael's choice of the word 'guy' in lieu of anything more descriptive. Her gaze slips between the two of them, and she gives another raised eyebrow when Janus slams the door behind himself.
When Michael looks back to her, she finally slips fully around the corner, paint-covered clothes and bare (non-bloody) feet of her own.] Did you want me to go in instead?