Meetings were often tricky things.
Chapel
probably wasn't setting him up, but it never paid to let your guard down and while he knew most of the tricks and didn't think this was someone pretending to be her--not least because no one had any reason to believe he would answer Nurse Chapel's call like this--it was not to be taken lightly. Even on the up and up, for her to request his presence had to mean something. She didn't seem the type to socialize on her own initiative.
He had planned to go back to the room after his shift, but headed to the Observation Lounge instead, eyes watchful for anything out of the ordinary. Of course, strange stares were par for the course these days, and not much to go by. He took in the room as he entered. The sliding doors, sensibly, offered no corner to hide behind but there was no one in the room but Chapel anyway. Looking... well, she always looked somewhat fraught, but this seemed specific.
"Nurse," he said by way of acknowledgment.