"I imagine that wouldn't be too outlandish considering that the two of you are actually twins," Charls said in response as he stepped through the door and left it at that. It didn't matter that no one was asking him for his opinions but he just felt a burning, acidic need to point that out. But the rest of the walk up to the IT room proceeded in blessed silence and Charls was loath to interrupr him even if someone in his position would have asked Eleanor how she was adjusting as a first year Syndicate.
Such warmth, however, was not in his character to share as he slipped a keycard from his coat pocket and slid it into the slot by the door of the IT room -- which was not too far from the lounge. When the door swung open, There was nothing but thick, and soothing silence to welcome Charls and his guest. At the back of his mind, he could hear the mental murmurs of his teammates hard at work but it was not difficult to ignore them all.
"Come in," he said needlessly. The room was wide and bright, a bit plain as no one cared for decorations but it was easily navigable, which was more than he could ask for.