Thin the Once-ler was, but at the moment he was far from quiet. As soon as his nurse turned him down the first hallway of the patient blocks he had started protesting. This wasn't the way to his room, he'd began, but was cut off by the woman patiently explaining that since his roommate had been released, they needed to place him with another man. And since 'Lesley Matthews' had spent a longer tenure in the institute, the Once-ler had the joy of moving.
The whole situation would not have been much of a problem, had the Once-ler actually taken the seed with him during the day.
"You don't understand; I left something in my room! I need to go get it!" the Once-ler insisted as he was steered through the door. "It'll take me, what, five minutes? Not even that!"
The nurse simply shook her head while firmly directing the man to his desk for dinner. "Mr. Braddock, I assure you, all your clothes and other supplies have been moved in advance."
"It's not that! It's..." the Once-ler trailed off. He wasn't supposed to have the seed, was he? Best not to risk it. "It's just something important!"
"We can check M99 again, if it will make you feel better. But you really should get something to eat now." With a final gentle but firm tug, she seated him at his desk, then exited the room. In a beat, the Once-ler was back on his feet and at the door, jiggling the locked handle in vain.
Frustrated, the man slammed the door with his fist, regretting it seconds later when he was reminded about how solid doors actually were.
Re: M2
The whole situation would not have been much of a problem, had the Once-ler actually taken the seed with him during the day.
"You don't understand; I left something in my room! I need to go get it!" the Once-ler insisted as he was steered through the door. "It'll take me, what, five minutes? Not even that!"
The nurse simply shook her head while firmly directing the man to his desk for dinner. "Mr. Braddock, I assure you, all your clothes and other supplies have been moved in advance."
"It's not that! It's..." the Once-ler trailed off. He wasn't supposed to have the seed, was he? Best not to risk it. "It's just something important!"
"We can check M99 again, if it will make you feel better. But you really should get something to eat now." With a final gentle but firm tug, she seated him at his desk, then exited the room. In a beat, the Once-ler was back on his feet and at the door, jiggling the locked handle in vain.
Frustrated, the man slammed the door with his fist, regretting it seconds later when he was reminded about how solid doors actually were.
"Dammit!"