Following the curve of the alcove, Grell reappeared in the main hall and peered around the corner. The two children were further ahead, far enough that it was difficult to see them even with Grell's night vision helping him along. He supposed that using a torch would be helpful, but it was too conspicuous and he never carried one with him anyway. Narrowing his eyes, he strained to see as much as he could as the children stopped and turned to their right.

A moment later and whatever lock was keeping them out was broken. They stepped inside and Grell had his destination for the night planned. So that was where they were keeping their concoctions? Very well then, General. I'll play along with your little mad scientist routine. I do hope it's worth it. Grell waited a moment longer and then slipped into the hall, checking over his shoulder as he followed after the duo.

When he reached the doorway, he could hear them inside, chatting about the drugs and other things. What an interesting pair... Especially the one with the slightly mocking tone. For a child it was unusual and while Grell wasn't one to cater to brats, there was something intriguing about the way he spoke. Something - or rather, someone - to look into later then perhaps. Moving past the infirmary doors, Grell pressed his back up against the wall and waited. Best not to be spotted coming here in case something unpleasant for the rest of the patient body were to come from his drug trial.