Harpuia turned the flashlight in the direction that X had indicated. He'd decided it was better to keep the light on; though he still had his doubts that they really were human, it was difficult to deny that their optics alone were too weak to navigate this place quickly and efficiently. Important though energy conservation may have been, he was in no mood to waste time on stumbling his way through the dark, hoping his sensors would kick in.

Sure enough, X had guessed correctly. The light rested on a door, presumably leading deeper into this... whatever this place was. It wasn't like they had the luxury of selectiveness, anyway; as far as Harpuia could tell, the only other options were to head back to the washroom or continue to wander the dormitory hallways that they'd first emerged from. No other choice but onward, then.

Harpuia spared a look over at X, double-checking that the hand on the wall was merely due to the poor lighting conditions and not a sign that his injury was worse than it appeared. Deciding that X was still doing okay, Harpuia nodded silently, keeping the flashlight trained forward as they moved further into the Institute.

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