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::stops at door to gu...oh hell, quarters::
::rubs face thoughtfully, listening to telling silence from within and debating turning to go again...anywhere::
Ah, well.
::plucks up remaining shards of will, keying in code and stepping over threshold once door opens::
::lets eyes adjust for a moment to darkness, barely catching sight of figures curled up on bunk and toddler bed::
::bypasses them both to head into bathroom area, anticipating good shower::