[Skipping one room from
here]
Ugh. The prosecutor could not get out of the patient block hallway fast enough. He could practically still taste the putrid tobacco from there. For once, he was thankful that he was wearing the hideous coat over his precious garments. But if one single fume of that blasted cigarette smoke filling the previous hallway had leached into his suit, he would personally convict the insolent smoker of reckless endangerment -- of both his health and his valuable property.
Unlike the patient block corridor, this hallway seemed to be unoccupied for the moment. Not wanting to make any more unnecessary noise (the soft tapping from his cane already creating more sound than he preferred), von Karma stifled his residual wheezing from the noxious smoke as he cautiously headed south towards the main hallway.
[Skipping one more room to unknowingly meet up with Xemnas
here]