[ juno's rubbing his fingers against his coat. there's a slight sting there from the little electrical explosion from inside the panel, but the worst of the damage is just some blackening on the tips of his fingers, a little bit of a burn. he gets up as she pulls against the door and pries it open...

to reveal a bedroom.

nice.

juno's shoulders drop as he sighs deeply and meets nick at the door, hands deep in his pockets as he makes his way out. ]

Could've been another closet, Nick, we lucked out.

[ but it's clear he sounds less than thrilled as he walks over to explore just a little - mostly devoid of signs of personalization, so at least they weren't in someone else's room about to get caught, at least that he knew of anyways. ] Let's hope this isn't some dumb nesting doll bullshit and get the hell out of here. I knocked my bottle over so I'm gonna have to make another visit to the canteen again.